The droplets are hanging heavy from the spring buds. I lean to get closer. My head is now the center of their orbit. Leaning closely to one especially fat tear, my eyelashes almost touch it and the world is inverted. 137 more words
As we get older people start to look at us funny if we carry on conversations with invisible friends. So we internalize the instinct until our imaginary worlds are fully consolidated as private daydreams, childhood ends.