Call it diligence, call it indulgence. There's just no other way to tame the ticking clock on the wall but to challenge Time's very existence. Ask a passing minute what its purpose is. It'll say: "To keep you in line." But it won't offer any personal information, like how it's stretchy and absorbent and doesn't stick to a straight path (or answer.) Time is a wheel (and that's sort of a big deal.) So much of what we do we've already done. Been there, done that. Again and again and again.
Aren't we tired yet?
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