Walking in the dark, musty corridors today I was struck by the realization that what was strange has become familiar, the weird transformed to everyday routine and somewhere down time lane has blossomed a feeling of familiarity and belonging that cropped up unnoticed. The passage of time is slow yet steady in a rhythm so innocuous that you don’t realize how much of it has passed. What jolts however is how I doubt the hospital corridors would be the opposite now. I always thought that that was where I belonged but today made me realize how over time the tables have turned. What it bodes for the future is something I cant tell, neither can I state what this means considering how adamantly consistent I have been about returning. Time changes, people change, and the change comes stealthily with none the wiser…..