I am coming to realize that my behaviors as a young child resembled that of cats in ways too numerous to call coincidence.
It is not simply that I was aloof, or even that I hated the idea of needing to work with other people for anything. It is that I would routinely hide in closets, hide under tables, crawl under beds, make little caverns out of the fold-out foam seat portions of the cheap couches and hide in those, hide under blankets --
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