:Cataclysms

Okay. Why do I call myself the Cat Lady.
Simple. Its one of my biggest fears. Other than getting brutally murdered, getting filariasis, drowning, attacked by a bunch of cannibals, Hannibal Lector ( hannibal was a cannibal...pretty huh!).
You know what I mean.
A Cat Lady is one of those people who sit all day in their rooms muttering to their cats. I need not elaborate. Everyone gets the picture. If they dont, meet me after fifty years.
A few days back I developed this absurd fascination towards knitting.
I gave it up when I had this dream about a Cat Lady sitting amidst balls of wool.
I'm cracking.
Thats what my mom says.
I love my ma so much.
But then everyone does.
But I love her ten million times more than everyone combined.
But I dont like cats.
So I'm safe, as of now.