What an altogether strange day.
I talked a while back about change. About how I felt it begin to swirl around us. Sweeping in with the Spring to usher in new experiences and fears.
Delirium - Um, what is the name of the word for things not being the same always. You know, I'm sure there is one. Isn't there? There must be a word for it... the thing that lets you know time is happening. Is there a word?
Roxy - Beats me, hon.
Dream - Change.
Delirium - Oh. I was afraid of that.
But change isn't neccessarily something to fear. In fact, one should not. It's hard not to... but you shouldn't.
Change is happening all around. My life. Other's lives.
A very strange day indeed.