Time alone

When I was little I liked to spend a lot of time alone.  I would just sit and contemplate the universe.  I was a weird little kid.  I remember staring at myself in this big old mirror in our bathroom and wondering who I was and why I was put on earth.  The mirror swung out and inside was a big medicine cabinet and for some odd reason it would swing the other way into an old storage room.  That just made me wonder if the little blond hairer kid was actually me or not.  I was about 6 years old.  I am still trying to figure it out.