18. I’m nobody! Who are you?

18. I’m nobody! Who are you?

I’ve obviously been terrible at keeping up with my writing, but I swear I have a rough draft for each of the days that I’ve missed. I’m just looking for a quiet opportunity to plug away.

I decided to publish today’s before the other ones because I stumbled upon a piece of poetry that I identify with so well. There are few things I love more than being a nobody. I always strive to attract as little attention to myself as possible and be lost in a corner somewhere.

I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us – don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To and admiring bog!

-Emily Dickinson