What to Expect When You’ll Never Expect

Silence is my preference. Occasionally the cat whines or pukes directly in my ukulele and that’s about all I have the bandwidth for. I can’t imagine having something to tend to that makes more noise or puke than a cat, and I’ve tried imagining that a lot, probably more than the average childed person. I’ve been forced to imagine myself as a parent because folks love to question me about it. “Really? You don’t want kids?” “Are you sure you don’t want them?” “Why don’t you want kids again?” I’m asked these questions so much that I start to answer with things that I don’t necessarily mean…