It’s a genuine concern from a caring mother to a son, who has received a less genuine concern, “So, what is it that you do these days?” for the last 3 years of family gatherings. Now, that question, gets to me. When I hear it, it sounds like an insidious curiosity which sinks below the surface of pleasant interest and has more to do with how they evaluate their present understanding of the value I offer. Equally, quite as possible, it could just be my insecurities screaming over the answers I don’t have. I can’t trip over it though, because at the heart of the question is a human desire I’m all too familiar with: to understand that which we don’t.