Wednesday, November 30, 2011

A day before December

 It's a day before December. I'm thinking about something transitory, something hard to catch and describe. Like a moment when one month turns into another, when one year turns into another. Time. Would time exist if mankind did not invent its terms, clocks, calendars, etc.? Minutes, hours, months are artificial division. And we can't touch them, catch them, save them for later. Does people from other place in the world have more time than us? Does everyone have the same amount of it? We have clocks to show us the time but what if everyone would have it own hour? Who would be right then? Time... More complicated thing than I thought! 
 

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