Although I constantly fight it, I have come to realize the insignificant nature of my existence. Unfortunately, this is not some grand metaphysical realization that will lead to transcendence, nor is it the throwing off of material desire. It is simple insignificance. What people want is more of themselves. My life. My thoughts and ideas. My interpersonal connection to another human being is not what anyone wants. People want their own lives justified on their own terms, in relationship to their words and actions.
I am of no use to them.
I am insignificant in the most direct sense of the word.