Nah, I understand that pretty well. I had to pass the time staring at the ceiling for a long time. There was this odd bump in the ceiling that always bothered me too.
Oh shucks. That must've been quite scary for some of the little folks. I wasn't as lucky as you back then.
edited 1st Apr '16 11:56:19 PM by Tatsumar
Deer... Me as well.
If you look at anything long enough, it will bother you.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I was a bit of nerd back then. Didn't know when to stop talking when everyone was clearly uninterested. Always blathering on about rockets and space. Ha, it really made me popular among the troublemakers.
That, and I was tall and rain thin. All it'd take was a good breeze and I'd probably fall over.
... Not everything. I could look at some people for a long time without getting tired of it.
edited 2nd Apr '16 12:10:19 AM by Tatsumar
Deer... Yes. Some people that I love. I could be with them forever and never get tired.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Maybe. Then again, I also had a reputation for bein' really strong, which was probably part of it. I would sometimes accidentally break things like a lil' clumsy tyke, eheh.
edited 2nd Apr '16 12:00:10 AM by HilarityEnsues