My days are numbered here and I don’t want to be the last one home

Wikipedia on time:  Time is the indefinite continued progress of existence and events that occur in apparently irreversible succession from the past through the present to the future”.

It’s the irreversible part of time that gets to me.  As much as I wish physicists would get their act together and find a method of time travel already, it seems for the period of my existence, I will only be moving forward.  Most things that have become part of my memory will stay forever as memories, sometimes with a smile to accompany them.  There are occasions when I look back and think about how I could have done things differently and if I had, where I would be now.  At the end of it all, even though it’s a nice distraction to fantasize about how things could have been, I accept the irreversible nature of time, and I am content with who I am, and the fact that I wouldn’t be who I am if I had done things differently.  It turns out time makes us wise(r).

I realized the other day that I don’t have a single analog clock in my home.  At this stage of human progress, many things have turned digital.  Once upon a time, people wore their time piece at the end of a chain and had to make sure that their watches were properly taken care of  to provide functionality.

Not that I want to live in a time where I had to rely on the position of the sun to tell me what my daily activities should be, but I think something is lost when I look at a clock and can just see the exact time.   In a world of efficiency, it works.  In moments of drifting off into space, I don’t want to know exactly how long it took for me to get out of my daydreaming.  The only thrill from knowing the exact time is catching the clock at 11:11.

Thus, another project borne out of nostalgia for the simpler days of life when I can just lay in bed and hear the clock tick and know that my life will keep on moving.

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