the prompt is rhythmic. repetitive. I really enjoyed swinging as a child. well now that I think about it, anything that happened over and over again. I had one of those plastic horses on springs. I would fall asleep on it. I rocked myself to sleep overnight until my grandmother saw me do it and told me that only babies rock themselves to sleep. My mother would leave my sister and I at day care so that she could golf. I would walk around in a circle over and over again. A teacher asked me once if I had to go to the bathroom. There was a small playground behind on of our houses when I was growing up. My favorite thing to do was to go there and swing back and forth. I would sing Neil Diamond Song Sung Blue to myself.