Time, time, time- what is time? Is is just another dimension of the Universe that we can feel but we cannot see?
Time can be extremely frustrating- running away from us all the times(!) that we want it to stay and overstaying its hospitality when we want it to leave.
We’ve been told that we should enjoy every moment as if it is our last and yet we will almost squander away time on irrelevant nonsense. David Eagleman’s Sum has one enlightening short story (read here) which talks about how much time we spend on our daily normal activities.
This week I’ve been ensnared by the morning sky- for the second time in a week I sat up in the terrace just before dawn waiting for the sun to creep out of the horizon. The result:
What depicts time more than the passing of time?
Somehow timelapses always remind me of Philip Glass and his music…