Time

[teodora]

..suddenly a new feeling washes over me-a feeling at once destructive, romantic, and grand-like falling into a swimming pool dressed in a tuxedo. I have this feeling no room is every really quiet; this feeling that even in the quietest, emptiest, and most uneventful of rooms there is always an event of profound importance occuring. This event is Time itself, foaming, raging, and boiling like a river, roaring through this room and through all rooms-Time flowing through the beds, gushing from the minibars and churning from the mirrors and Time, with it's grand unfightable sweep, taking me along with it