Well, I didn't play much with other children, I resented them and prefered solitary activities like reading, disassembling stuff, collecting/observing beetles, playing with legos/solving puzzles/building stuff in general. I had a vivid imagination and extreme scientific curiousity, which noone seemed to appreciate . I liked being on my own, to marvel at the perfection which is nature. It gave me an intense thrill and feeling of joy, that is forever lost in the past. What's interesting is that though patterns and organization was important to me, I didn't seem to plan ahead much. As opposed to my bossy (histrionic) sister who always was in charge when playing, and involved other people. My way of playing must have seemed rigid by comparison - because I never shared my fantasy world with anyone.
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