As a teenager I spent most of our time holed up in the attic, playing video games as well as working on uncommon art projects.
I was an emo kid, entirely sensitive, although I also had legit complications beyond being delicate.
I had some breathing problems, going back to when I was a baby, so while both of us were in the Springtime as well as summer, as well as most of the fall, I was required to spend most of our time indoors. I had to share a living room with our 2 younger siblings, so I had no privacy. My old man cleaned out the attic, set up a little box fan as well as a portable air filter, as well as told myself and others it was our room for whatever I wanted to use it for. It was still pretty sizzling up there, even with the power of the box fan it did not make up for the lack of a/c, sporadically I would leave the drop-down door open, so at least a few fingers of cooling air would slip up into the attic, then flash forward 20 years or so, as well as now I’m quarantined due to the pandemic, but at least this time I have AC. Actually, our lake house Heating, Ventilation, as well as A/C system was customized to account for our diminished breathing capacity. HEPA rated air filters scrub the air wash every time it circulated, as well as I also have a dehumidifier built into it to remove all the extra moisture. I miss the old afternoons in the attic periodically, because it was the first time I had our own space, although I much love our up-to-date space, with a/c!