Lost in time.
In my bedroom I made a camera obscura by covering my windows with black plastic
and making a tiny hole in it.
The world outside was projected upside down onto my wall.
Sitting in a dark place with the world upside down,
seeing the cars drive by on the ceiling was magical and unrealistic.
Spring had started and had given the lime tree new leaves.
I could see them flourishing on my wall every day. 

Time was meaningless in this place.