It's funny but playmobil is one of the few (who knows the very single one) thing I don't mind being alone about. I'm an only son, so, from 8, 9 years old, I got used to the idea that I was gonna have no brothers or sisters, and that I'd be alone, all right.
But that's not it only. I like the being different thing. I always were different. Not in appearence (oh, no: hate that!), but in mentality.
I HATED when The Lord of the Rings went to the cinema, because, until then, Ron T. was about little known, as an author, and people who had read his books were a clan apart, specially in non-English-speaking countries, no matter it had been translated, it was only one more book, and not that famous.My playmo' life happens to be kind of lonely, but it isn't something I hide. One of my coworkers is about to come back into playmobil because of my influence
, I'm proud of it. And one of my friends came home with his wife, visit my parents (who had invited them to a Sunday lunch, so as to toast the marriage -- I was one of the bestmen), and one thing I HAD to do was to show them my klickys
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I'm a little afraid of my cousin's daughter, though ... Because of her, I put a lock in my playmobil place. She's beginning to walk and open doors
And I have no kids ... I don't know what it's about. (A friend of mine keeps saying that I should see to have the klickys I gave my cousins back, but NO: it's theirs, and I like and respect it. But mine are mine, now ...)--