Tick Tock
Time's up, you've had enough!
It's time, show time, game time, game on, always, time's always running out.
There's never enough of it, no matter how hard we try to save it, to savor it, to maximize it, to take advantage of it, to appreciate how much or little we have left, seems we're always wasting it, letting it slip through our fingers. It's fleeting, gone, before you know it time's up, that's it, you've had enough, that's all you got, tick tock, clock just ran out. Some people are naturally good at keeping track of it, knowing what time it is, what time they're due, somewhere, soon, always on time, how do they do it? Others never seem to know what time it is, whether it's snack time, lunch time, dinner time, bed time, the time of day, that time of the month, that time of year, again. Others operate on entirely different clocks, they're good at taking their time, sweet old time, all the time in the world! There's a special few who really know what to do with it, know how and when to call time out, let it sink in, and those who don't.
Time. I have heard that the "laws" of quantum physics (not that I know a lot about them) often work the same forward and backward in time. They suggest that time is relational. That there is no exact "now" anywhere in the universe. No "right now" on that distant planet rotating around a distant star. Maybe we can take time out. Thanks, as always Rich, for your amazing stuff and making me think.
Thank you! We need more and more reminders of this.
“Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day . . .”