Favourites

I keep getting asked what my favourite present was. And I can't think of an answer.

Its not that I didn't like my presents. But I can't think of a favourite. Perhaps I was just easy to please. Perhaps I was afraid of upsetting people, with my feelings. Perhaps I was too overstimulated to feel anything. I don't remember these intense emotions everyone else has. But I did struggle with words, and emotions, back then.

I try to pick something. But the gifts blend together, which doesn't help. Flustered, I choose a book I bought, pretend it was a gift.