The Absence of Time

Time. It is a gift. I feel this way when we gain that meager hour with Daylight Savings. An hour you will give back…some gift.

Still, when I get that extra hour I feel a lightness, a smile on my face, and I’m pinching myself all day with what time it really is. I purposely do not change my clocks all at once. I leave a few of them unchanged to note the real time, or er…the new time.

Upon waking, I congratulate myself on getting up so early without even feeling tired. Oh, it’s a miraculous feeling. It’s not 7 a.m., it’s 6 a.m.! And later, it’s not 10:04 a.m., it’s 9:04 a.m. And I’ve already went for a run, made breakfast for my kids, folded three loads of laundry. Okay, no. I made all of that up. Actually, all I did was sit in my bed and read, and that, my friends, was a little slice of heaven, pure, unadulterated happiness. It felt like a free, bonus hour, a get-out-of-jail card. Maybe that’s pushing it. It did feel pretty good though. Really, it felt like the absence of time. Hidden time. Time you’re sneaking away.

This little extra hour, which I must later return, made me wonder if we could be rewarded with extra time every day. Just every day, we got an extra hour. Envision it now. It will only work if everyone is on board. If there are any naysayers, it’s not going to happen. An hour every day, you say? We would have a real warped sense of time then, wouldn’t we? This would be a grand experiment.

I’m betting that in the midst of this experiment, someone would ruin it by asking “What time is it really?” We must see it in analog form, the numbers silently changing without our notice. It’s been a long time since I’ve heard the tick-tick ticking of a clock. We might have to look to the sundial. I don’t know. What time do you think it is?

It’s 9:30 a.m., not 10:30…This confused sundial has not yet adjusted.

At bedtime last night, my clock read 11:00 p.m. and I had thought it was really 10:00 p.m. Someone had changed it and it wasn’t me! That idea of being ahead of the curve, fleeting, gone. I had an opportunity to do the right thing for myself and get extra sleep. I’ve already blown it, this chance to redeem my wayward habits and be on a sensible sleep schedule.

Time doesn’t care, really. What time is it? What do you not have time for? We never have enough time. Let’s just call it even and pretend it doesn’t exist. Shall we?

The leaves will still change and fall, no matter what time that clock says.

Let's just end with a beautiful tree.
Let’s just end with a beautiful tree.

I hope you enjoyed your extra hour and that it was as special as mine.

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Guardian Angel – Friday Fictioneers – 11/30/12

Better late than never, as they say. I’m squeaking in today for Friday Fictioneers. I love the blue sky in this picture. I just had to offer something. Today’s Friday Fictioneers and photo is graciously brought to you by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Congratulations to Rochelle and her husband on their 41st wedding anniversary. Amazing!

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Guardian Angel (105)

The gift danced in her head. She envisioned a wooden reindeer with a bell for a nose, dusted with sparkles, and a candle glowing in the center. She’d seen it online and in Christmas catalogs. With her time running out, only two stores remained.

She walked into the last specialty store, harried and dazed, and did not notice the man who followed five steps behind.

He selected an item and bought it in a flash. With brilliant eyes he handed her a plush pillow. “My gift for you.”

Stunned, the woman smiled and accepted the gift.

“Now you can get some rest,” he said gently.

My Three Genie Wishes for Today

These are my Three Genie Wishes for today. That means they could be different for tomorrow. I’m rubbing my lamp now.

1. I wish that when I hit the pillow, I would fall asleep instantly!

Sleep has been a difficult issue most of my life, not made any easier by having two children. But when I was a kid, I was the devil’s child. You see, I didn’t sleep a wink. I was a parents’ worst nightmare. Now I understand completely.

Look at her sleeping so soundly. Bitch.

My parents, frustrated, tired, and at the end of their rope, consulted with doctors. They doctors wanted to observe me for an entire week at the hospital, so my parents brought me in. My mother tells me it lasted only a couple of days, because she felt horrible leaving me there at the hospital all by myself. I was only two years old, for crying out loud! I believe the house was a lot quieter without me there.

When I returned home, it was back to my dad walking circles around our block, around and around to quiet me down. He was an English professor at a community college and told his students stories about me. In fact, everyday the class started with a story about me. A student would ask, “So what did Amy do this time?” Once he told a story of how, late at night, I busted into all of my siblings’ pre-made for school lunches (that would be 4 of them), and took one bite out of everything! Every sandwich, every Twinkie, etc. My brothers and sisters were not pleased. Yay! That was good work, huh?

Later, one of my dad’s college students turned out to be, lo and behold, my sophomore high school English teacher. When she took roll the first day of class, she paused and said, “Amy, I know all about you.”

Uh oh, I thought, and smiled at her. I recall that class was unusually difficult.

Seeing as sleep is a long-standing issue, I believe I will put item #1 on my permanent Genie Wish List.

Sub-wish 1a)

I’m going to add a sub-category here (You can do this; Genie doesn’t really notice). My wish 1a is to go back to the hospital and see what they did to me. I want answers…maybe that could explain things. You know, lots of things…

2) I wish to clone myself 20 times, no 300 times, so I can read everyone’s blog.

I’m feeling overwhelmed, pleasantly overwhelmed, but kind of crazy overwhelmed. Does anyone else feel this way, or is it just me?

Of course, if I don’t get #1 item accomplished, I can do more of item 2, reading more of my friends’ blogs. But then I feel overwhelmed, and…

3) I wish to finish NaNoWriMo.

Blogging friends, I have only 3,942 words remaining. That’s it!! I am so close.

Only 3,942 more. Let’s do it.

In fact, I could write those words right now, but I’m so distracted….Oh, but I’m tired.

Maybe I should try to get some sleep…

What about you? Do you have Three Genie Wishes for today? I bet you do. What are they?

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