It is a release.
If something is building up, for instance a tramatic memory; I may give a short burst of volcalization. It makes that buildup cease-disapear-balance. It NORMALIZES me. ie: release.
I get the same effect playing music or singing or excersise.
Just a release. We think more thoughts. It is not bad. It just is. To get away from them or sometimes to ponder them.
I rock. hum. growl. meow. form sylablic arrangements. jump. skip. imagine Im a soaring bird. curl up in a ball. stand on my head. mostly I just stare off into space head cocked to one side. I cant say whether or not these are all stimming. I am just being me and those things make my world feel good. I've learned to be careful who sees me; as for staring; I can't help that. I think things through longer. I might be pondering an old memory unresolved; things like that.
oh, and I beat on things. make noises (beats) with my mouth. too tooo too tet tet tet.
touch/sense things with the back of my hands for temperature, texture, *feel*.
I wouldn't touch the cracks in the sidewalk when younger. Wanted to see how big my steps could get.
Never bored.
I also stared into lightbulbs while resting in braced position at the top of door jambs.
It was interesting to me. Everything. Was interesting to me.
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"I'm sorry Katya, my dear, but where we come from, your what's known as a pet; a not quite human novelty. It's why we brought you.... It's nothing to be ashamed of, my dear, but here you are and here you'll sit."