I grew up an only child and spent many formative hours alone. I learned to occupy myself by playing with action figures, learning magic tricks, and growing vegetables (in Harvest Moon 64). My mind was a cozy place. There were no siblings to fight with, so I could afford to take my time thinking and speaking. There was no pressure to stick my hand out and have an opinion, even if only to preempt or oppose a rival. As I grew up, this tendency to ruminate became an obstacle to acting decisively or forming opinions. I hovered around the edges...