An early decision
I have a memory that when I was maybe five or six back when my parents and I were living in the flat in Mosman they told me that they would be stepping out of the apartment for a short while and that they would be back in an hour, and since it was possibly the first time I had been left on my own for so long or maybe even at all in my entire life I was so affected by this announcement that I made a decision. The decision I made was that I would wait patiently for them to come back and that until then I wasn't allowed to do anything or enjoy myself, and that I would sit on the floor and stare at the clock ticking through the entire hour until they returned, at which point everything would be all right again.
I wonder if this early decision forms a prototype or basis for one or more recurring patterns of thought and action that have come up with me later on in life?
I wonder if this early decision forms a prototype or basis for one or more recurring patterns of thought and action that have come up with me later on in life?