What Time Does

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The clock on the wall bears a weight Pattie does not quite like. She cannot stand the gentle peeling on its edges, its ugly numericals and stiff mechanical clucks.

She doesn’t throw it away, however, for she has respect for things that work just fine.

Today is different, the clock seems to say to her. It’s George’s disappearance anniversary: It’s been 20 years since he vanished.

“They always say time will tell,” Pattie tells the old clock sadly. Her cheeks are hollow, paved with the running of many old tears. They still burn the corners of her brown eyes.

But Time did try to tell her before. Pattie would fret about and busy herself, choosing to press through life ignorant of herself – she keeps saying that she is the sum of her memories, and so she lives on borrowed recollections, and time.

But today is different. 20 years stand staring back at her, mercilessly, from the old clock on the wall, and Pattie finally hears its faint voice. It has grown tired, too.

“I have tried to tell you;

but who am I?” Time whispers, softly and humbly. “We don’t help you erase or ease pain. We don’t retain memories, or life.”

“We don’t do anything… but obey the heart.”

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How to Slow Down Time (Read Slowly)

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The speed of life accelerates with eyes glued to a phone.

It doubles when it comes to swiping the ice-pucks on super portables.

Don’t even get me started on the rocketing effect that laptops have on time.

(Think Sims 3 and Minecraft:
Games that take us hours to build and draft)

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When I sing a slow tune, or call up my grandmother

Read a book from cover to cover,

Write and reflect on what i’ve gleaned:

never to say “never” and

not to believe the phrase “all these, I’ve seen”

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The clock slows down, and I hear me breathe

What time was lost,

now is suddenly found (for, there is just no time to grieve).

Pauses between your steps

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Unbeknownst to you, every step you take has a lightning quick interval of half a second (if walking fast), or an interval of a second if walking slow. Many people don’t usually realize this – maybe not now, not ever. Recognise this and you’ll glean some insights into time’s secrets.

Time is unescapably precious – and we are hopelessly blind to that fact. Time doesn’t spin out of your hand/grasp; it is in the now.

Perhaps the sooner we realise that time is what we make of it, we truly live.

stop and see, feel, enjoy

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Hi, friend. Treasure moments without haste.

That’s what I learned when I was in staying in the Gold Coast.

The stories and the lessons

Where breakfast was concerned, I ate too much – and it was simply because I wanted to try every single dish made by my aussie friends, even though I knew i’d reached my limit – and therefore ended up with an unsettled tummy for a couple of days. If you mentally combine that with lunch and dinner… hmmm

I should’ve eaten slower, and tried less things when I’d enough. Grace, you incurable foodie!

On day 4, I think i might’ve woken up too early (5.30am) to catch a sunrise that actually took an hour to fully wake up from its slumber. I shouldn’t have ran to the beach in the freezing wee hours with alps tagging along behind me. I was also slightly snappish (mornings have that effect on me, coupled with the running…)

Next time I shouldn’t be so kia su lah. And i’d better sleep early if I wanna wake up early.

On day 5, I wanted to see many things, and didn’t want to waste any time because I felt like I needed to make the trip a worthwhile one, by stuffing my itinerary to the brim. It was so stuffed I hardly had time to think, really. Or to fully experience each change of scene.

If you enjoy the moment, stay in it a lil bit longer. Let time be lost for awhile, and let your thoughts engage entirely in it. If i’ve to sacrifice some time for shopping, so be it ;)

Throughout the trip I noticed a pattern in the conversations of the home-bred australians. They truly treasured conversation, treating the people they were talking to like royalty. For the whole 2 hours of talk, they didn’t seem to own handphones. They politely chucked them aside, not even looking at it except for the occasional time check (to see if its time for the next meal, that is). They dived into elaborate and sincere question and answer, talked so comfortably and descriptively that I was absolutely hypnotised and captivated as they spoke.

I need to take my itching hands off my phone, focus and set myself fully into conversation with the people I’m with. 

It’s old news by now, but “You can’t turn back time”.

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“Catch it if you can. The present is an invisible electron; its lightning path traced faintly on a blackened screen is fleet, and fleeing, and gone.” – Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, Annie Dillard

Savour the moments you love as long as you want, and don’t allow yourself to be tempted by the pining of the unknown ‘next’.