I live alone and I prefer it that way. I don’t have a significant other, or kids. One time, I had a dream where I “woke up” in a La-Z-Boy chair in someone’s living room. A woman wearing an apron approached me and sat on my lap. She ran her fingers through my hair and asked how was my nap. I was lucid and very confused because I couldn’t remember anything. I asked who she was, she said “your wife silly”, then asked if I wanted to play with my “son” who was sitting in front of the tv, maybe 4 years old. I was really confused but I went along with it. I played with the kid for a bit. Then my memory started returning and I woke up.

I still don’t want a family.