Time, time, time....
I marvel at people who always know what time it is.
People who can wear a watch and seem to always 'know' what time it is, and even more.... the number of minutes until they need to BE somewhere.
I have always had a very impersonal relationship with time. Much more native-american in my approach to what happens next in my world. Seasonal and event-oriented, more than a clinical timeliness. I never know how long I sleep. Or when I am supposed to. I have no real schedule. People who can do these things amaze me. When I am tired, I sleep. When it is a good conversation on AIM with a friend I don't get to hear from too often.....work can wait. (as long as I am there before the previous shift leaves that is all that matters...I do believe in responsibility.) But the actual time? I could care less.
So it is with the only watch that I own.
It is a dress-watch. Nice, elegant...and with an improvement that makes it more.... "me".
I broke the crystal once, and when I took it in to get it replaced I had the minute and hour hands removed. The seconds still tic by whenever I glance at it.
And it reminds me. Time is always moving. The seconds of my life are going by. And when I look, I remember.
Time to go live.
*looks at watch*
People who can wear a watch and seem to always 'know' what time it is, and even more.... the number of minutes until they need to BE somewhere.
I have always had a very impersonal relationship with time. Much more native-american in my approach to what happens next in my world. Seasonal and event-oriented, more than a clinical timeliness. I never know how long I sleep. Or when I am supposed to. I have no real schedule. People who can do these things amaze me. When I am tired, I sleep. When it is a good conversation on AIM with a friend I don't get to hear from too often.....work can wait. (as long as I am there before the previous shift leaves that is all that matters...I do believe in responsibility.) But the actual time? I could care less.
So it is with the only watch that I own.
It is a dress-watch. Nice, elegant...and with an improvement that makes it more.... "me".
I broke the crystal once, and when I took it in to get it replaced I had the minute and hour hands removed. The seconds still tic by whenever I glance at it.
And it reminds me. Time is always moving. The seconds of my life are going by. And when I look, I remember.
Time to go live.
*looks at watch*