Everything Has Its Place

Transition is abrupt. They are personified through liminal spaces, which can exist physically as a hallway or metaphorically as one person moves from one stage of their life to the next. I fantasize and enjoy the liminal energy of this energetic and whimsical playroom, however my attachment to familiarity and nostalgia can slow my motivation to grow into the person I need to be for myself. The monochrome attic space came to me in a dream where my memories relayed the inside of my elementary school gym. It was filled with a maze of cardboard boxes, objects concealed with sheets, and warm sunlight hinting to a world outside; implying a period of transition. Change is inevitable and can happen without expectation. It is also nonlinear, and I find myself returning to the things I love. The things I love and treasure define who I am, thus that childish nature is not lost in the past but rather a state of mind. There is nothing telling you that you should stay in one place, but with time you can learn the pattern and decide where you wish to be. Time reminds us there is a place for everything, where are you at?