I'm reading a book by Mitch Albom, "the time keeper." A passage on page 8 tickles my heart.
"Try to imagie a life without timekeeping.
You probably can't. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a scchedule, a calendar, a tie for dinner or a movie.
Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watcch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays.
Man alone measures time.
Man alone chimes the hour.
And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures.
A fear of time running out."
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