Time is such an abstract concept. I'm not the only person to ever think about a specific dynamic related to time, but I have been thinking a lot about it recently. It's been described more precisely and better by others, and I'm not even willing to enter that competition, but the following is how I have reduced time in my head lately.
Sure, the seconds flutter away into minutes. The minutes sweep across the face of a clock into hours. The hours fade into sunrises and sunsets. Time - it's constantly moving, but I take comfort in the regularity of the progress.
In the city people are always racing against time, moving in a choreographed ballet along the sidewalks. They embrace the concept of perpetual motion and appear to be moving in a controlled rush to get somewhere. However, time slows to a snail's pace with regards to relationships. It isn't uncommon to meet a woman in her mid-thirties, who is unwed (read, single) and appears to be content. Maybe she hides it well, but her suburban counterpart is sprinting to the finish line with a husband and children in her minivan to Wal-Mart. One isn't right and the other wrong, they're just different. Funny how living in a city will make you think about time.
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Should I jazz up the blog and make it more aesthtetically appealing or maintain the minimalist approach?
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- The author of the Scriptural Apothecary gets paid to communicate his ideas using the written word, but hardly considers himself a capable writer. The author thinks his life to this point has been a series of "phases." He currently resides on the Upper East Side of Manhattan and recently convinced himself to give up masturbation as a preventative measure for his eyesight, on account of his Catholic guilt. He believes posting to this blog will suffice as mental masturbation, you know, until he enters the next phase of his life. When the author isn't portraying himself in a self-indulgent light he can be found at the bar. Feel free to approach him with a beer, but be forewarned - he will defend Salinger as a great American author as he mixes with hops and barley.
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