Five years ago this month, I ditched "normal" life and skedaddled for the country - all alone, didn't know anyone here, yadda yadda. I'm perfectly content being singular and independent, but mom (good ol' mom) was a bit freaked out that I was doing this all on my lonesome, and that I was happy to
stay that way. (Men? Been there for decades, got more freakin' t-shirts than I can possibly use.)
About a year ago, mom called me with something on her mind. She had a hard time getting to it, but eventually, she blurted out "Are you gay?"
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I nearly bust a gut laughing. I still chuckle every time I think about it.
* Not that there's anything....