The clock ticks…It’s a bit confusing because I have so many freaking clocks. Tick tick, tock tick, tick, tock, so out of rhythm, so uncharacteristic of, a clock. I soon realize that there is a metronome of beauty, a perfect rhythm if I listen to them all as a whole… As a whole. Focusing on one was irritating, it was disturbing because of the un-synchronized predictability of a single second. Apparently there are several seconds. All happening at once… Good night my friends,
Jake