Impressions, shadows, shapeless masses mostly. Almost like liquids that are alive.
I talk to myself, in my mind, too. I can have conversations with myself. These are often productive conversations. This occurs as both sound and text, simultaneously. Sometimes when someone says something, I notice that my mind converts it into text as a way of removing all the other stuff and making it more comprehensible. But then it reads it, with sound. It's done this ever since I could read; what it did before I am not sure. I sure was happy when I learned to read though, I practically exploded with joy. Family still tease me a bit about it, in a friendly way ("I can READ!! !" they'll say in a kids voice)
I generally am unable to make clear pictures in my mind, instead there is a sort of ... I'm not sure how to describe it, almost like a wireframe but not a wireframe at all. Important features and their relative positions exist but in a shapeless, formless sort of way.
Now there is one exception and that's daydreaming. Usually I daydream the way that I think, but when I daydream about places, particularly places I know very well, things become very different. I am there, and it can be near photorealistic. I can walk around, look at things. Sometimes the detail level is incredibly high, sometimes not.
I need to do this to go to sleep. Before falling asleep, I visualize some place from my past and have a walk around in it, usually places where I used to live. I walk around in it, exploring the house, recalling things as I go. Step outside, walk around the yard. First I map everything out (things start out formless) and then, once everything is in place, I begin investigating details (now things go into high resolution).
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