For an abstract concept, time sure does seem to have a death grip on the reality of living.
I have always found it difficult to navigate. I was the kid who was always in trouble for being late for dinner. Getting lost in my imagination out in the woods always negated any urgency I guess I should have felt to be anywhere on time.
I still struggle with time. It is not unusual for me to be late for most anything. Try as I might, time constantly wins the speedy foot race and I am left moving in slow motion. Just once, I think I would like to know what it is like to be punctual. Maybe even experience the thrill of being early. A heady concept for sure. But, what would I miss along the way? What would scream by me in a blur? Surely, not the clock.