Baby Time

It took me a long time to accept that the day I peed on a stick and the line turned pink, my geographical position in the universe shifted from Pacific Standard Time to Baby Time. Baby Time is an alternate dimension in which you circle around the outside of your former plane of existence very, very slowly. You are the moon to the planet of who you used to be, orbiting and observing from afar – casting a shadow at times, a darkness over the past you. Who you used to be can barely be seen. It is not forgotten but like a mountain range in the dark night sky, the boundaries have blurred.