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Instant Oatmeal
Thrifty Words 100 #62: Time & Fifty Words Challenge #83: Time
When my youngest kid was in Kindergarten, we were often in a hurry to get to class in time. On the days when we were short on time, I made them instant oatmeal. Somehow, we ended up calling it Time. As in, “What flavor time do you want today?”
I was thinking about time the other day. Mostly recognizing the need to create this construct we humans call time. I was thinking about it in the context of my stopping smoking.
I don’t remember the exact day I stopped. I do know it was on a Wednesday. It already feels like it has been years since I’ve stopped. It also, at times (heh), feels like it has only been seconds.
Our distorted sense of time often has to do with desire.
The desire for something to arrive or something to end. When I was in high school, I graffitied a wall with
Time has gone to the bathroom.
I’m not sure anybody but me really knew what I meant. I meant the long-ass “seconds” between each tick of the giant classroom clock. I swear it would stop ticking for at least half an hour. Especially when we were waiting for the bell to ring. The only time that classroom clock went fast was on a…
