This is the part where nothing pops in my head. I mean...c'mon its hard to write about yourself. A 'somebody' who isn't you has the capability to judge others but not your own self. I guess my interests can say enough about me.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of
worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to
eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. — JRR Tolkien