(Referencing the first nine words of my favorite Emily Dickinson poem)

Into the void again! And I'm

So certain I am nobody

So certain none will ask me who

I am or what I want. There are

A million somebodies for you

To waste your time with. We are -

Us nobodies, I mean - no use to you.

You know it, when you meet a nobody

And if you don’t, then you might be one, too.