This is one of my childhood memories: my mom shouting at me, me running away from her, coloring materials in my possesion, and our walls and furnitures "re-mastered" by my doodles (especially our refrigerator).
Since I wasn't that talkative, I guess it was some sort of output for me a kid. Our house, and some parts outside it, literally became a canvas where I spilled all my thoughts on. However the many times I recieved sermon from my mom, the happiness I felt when I doodled about was worth it. Ever since, making drawings has always given me a certain level of jovial feeling.
So I reckon that's it, my first love was my being able to express myself in ways other than speaking-- that is, to draw.
--It's not entirely block-by-block but, yay! Pixel art again! With the same old color schemes!
If you think you see one of your works here (brushes/ shapes/ etc)~ Thank you very much for sharing~!