On Sunday Travis and I were driving home from his folks'. We discussed having babies, buying a house, paying off our college loans and the morel mushrooms we were going to eat when we got home.
There was a pause in the conversation, right after the part about babies. I was caught up in imagining myself pregnant:
Morning sickness and gaining weight; Would we do a home birth? Will it be a girl or boy?
Then of course there's the breastfeeding, the cloth diapers I want to sew myself and all the nasty poop. Will the house ever be as clean again? Will I miss work and being around grown-ups?
And so I turned from the window and asked Travis, "What are you thinking about?"
"Aerodynamics of cars."
this could happen in our car too, except the answer would be, "oh, this one rap lyric." or a beat. it could be a rap beat.
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