Most of the time I was up in that room doing the job by myself (only occasionally being joined by somebody else) and I have to say I got a little bored. I'd sit and think of better times and how things had gotten a lot boring since so many of my friends had moved away. So, I have to say that I'd occasionally just talk to myself to make the whole thing more entertaining; I'm not sure what it was, but I certainly enjoyed it more when I did. I suppose it may be a psychological thing; when I can hear a voice talking, on a subconscious level I can enjoy it as if I were with other people or the act of talking has that same affect. I could be completely wrong (I'm afraid I don't know as much about psychology as I'd like to), but I just thought it was interesting that I was happier when talking to myself.
That's the first sign of insanity? Well, never mind.
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