A few days ago my nine-year-old son asked, "Dad, when you think, do you think in words or do you just see things?" I answered, "In words." I think I've always had an inner dialog with myself (though never referring to myself in the third person) as well as a killer soundtrack always playing my favorite songs. [Although I can't figure out how 'Oh Mickey you're so fine' keeps making the playlist.] He said it was the same for him.

Then my wife answered, saying she sees things. She always has to be different.