Tell Me, About Yourself, he said.

I used to live in a glass home.

But now I live in a plastic dome

In my underwear.

I used to be a lot of things:

A wife a mother, a string theorist,

But not anymore.

I’m nothing it seems.

But I’m happier this way.

Maybe I’ve become a sentient being.

Maybe I’ve just lost my way. 

Maybe I’ve found it.

What can I say? 

I’m truly a no one from nowhere

Who does nothing. 

But I’m so much happier this way.

-jenn