Date: April 01, 2010
If you're like me, you're constantly plagued with this idea that you have to be "somebody."
You have to have a good job.
You have to have money.
You have to do something that makes a difference.
You have to somehow effect the world around you.
Now those last two things, I try and actually do. I make a difference in the lives of people who cross my path, but it's usually nothing extraordinary. Truth be told, I'm just a nobody. And truth be told, I'll be that way for the rest of my life. Maybe you will too.
Nobodies fill this world. Millions of people every day are born, and millions of people die. These people don't go into the history books. They don't do anything special with their lives. They just live their lives and then they die.
Millions of books have been written by people. People spend years writing, and many of the books don't even see the light of day. Some of them make it to the light of day, and nobody likes them.
Millions of paintings have been painting, and there's nothing special about them. They're just the same old thing that everybody else has done for years. These paintings sit around in someone's basement, and then one day they realize they're taking up space, and they throw them away.
Even people who do manage to become "somebody", eventually become an nobody. Few people remembers the past, partly beause there's so much information from the past. Another reason is that many people are more concerned with what is the latest and gratest that they don't have time to consider the past. All those somebodies will eventually be forgotten, only to be revisted every now and then by someone who inevitably forget them all over again.
So whoever you are that is reading this, don't worry about your nobodyness. Really, it doesn't matter.
You're a nobody just like the rest of us.