Time

Short thinking about time

There are many ways to read time. We can tell apart the day from the night, just by looking if the Sun is out or not. When it’s dark, we know what time is it just by looking at the stars. We can tell how late it is just by seeing our shadows.

We learned how to measure time. An hour equals sixty minutes. A minute equals sixty seconds. The heart beats twice every second, our pulse is read every minute. We created ways to know this, ways to read time.

We can’t live without clocks now.

We keep them close to us; a wristwatch with flashy numbers or simple hands, a clock hanging on the kitchen wall, a grandfather clock with its pendulum swinging and the tick tock echoing in the room, the blasting alarm that wakes us up every morning with music or the buzzing that interrupts our sleep.

Yes, we can read time now, but we can’t control it. We are not able to slow it down, we can’t freeze it, and we can’t go back to recover those lost minutes. But the worst of all is that we can’t extend our time forever.

We have always relied on time, of knowing the hour, of managing every minute, every second of our day. Time is the only constant we have in our lives.

Until one day when no one could read it any more. 

Author's Note

Something I came up with in a few minutes, a writing exercise.