A childhood belief about general

When i was three or four, i had a friend called Lucy that lived round the corner from me. on the way back from Playgroup, as her parents had taken her home and mine had me, i remember driving past their house and wondering what she was doing now. Thinking it would be far too complex for her to be existsing where i couldn't see her, i convinced myself that once Lucy wasn't with me, time stopped for her. she was in her house, but was doing nothing but standing still. i could go on living and would carry on as normal, but the rest of the world, pah! Talk about egocentric!