Hmm... My level of introspection is even higher than normal, and I think I might have just had an epiphany due to contemplating what I stated previously, although I do have a habit of forgetting that I have already put the pieces together and it merely seems like a sudden insight. Anyway, besides the core base of selfishness, my two main motivating urges can be simplistically categorized into either wanting to prevent being controlled by outside forces and avoiding boredom. It's not often that I am genuinely bored (I can't recall any specific instance of it, but I assume it does occur); I have no trouble entertaining myself or picking an activity to engage in when the current loses its shine, and no problem doing nothing physically but waiting, because of whatever I'm getting up to inside of my head or focusing on, and analyzing, my surroundings in minute detail. Now, I've established that I don't form attachments to people, not in the sense of cherishing, and wanting to seek out, their presence. No one is spared this absence of devotion, although I can maintain connections out of obligation and usefulness, if I believe the benefits outweigh the effort, and am capable of feeling affection towards another, viewing them favorably, but, all in all, it usually doesn't matter to me who I am interacting with. The question mark in this has always been, "Why?", and I am sure that part of it is brain damage, faulty wiring, chemical imbalances, etc., but it's difficult to quantify how much is responsible. *stares briefly at unintended wall of text* I don't plan out anything I say or type, other than a vague gist of what I want to convey, and allow the flow of my thoughts to dictate where I end up, but I do have a point to this rambling, which is that I have newly identified another contributing factor to my lack of developing emotional bonds. It's impossible to fully know everything about anybody, but most aren't overly complicated, or, at least, aren't challenging to learn to predict with decent accuracy and- JESUS CHRIST, WHERE ARE YOU, CONCISION? Okay, adding this sentiment together with my chief purpose for voluntary social interaction being to achieve novelty of experience means that people are quickly exhausted as a source of it, and once my curiosity wanes, so does my tolerance for their proximity, as they no longer serve my primary goal of presenting a puzzle to be figured out. *laughs* Ah, writing it out like this really highlights what a dreadful person I am, but I knew that already. To be fair, while I am my own favorite object of discussion, I still find myself dull and uninteresting, as well, with repeated, excessive exposure to my thoughts about myself and hearing myself talk, and don't expect anyone else to regard me with special significance.