what is time? it's this crazy bizarre unactual thing, that you couldn't actually produce to save your life. and yet you can see the effects of time. yesterday we all moved our clocks back one hour because the powers that be told us to. so now all of a sudden what was 10:53 last week is 9:53. how real can something be if it can altered if we all agree. how can this be? we wouldn't change the name of a colour (all of a sudden black is blue) just because we all agreed to. this only further confirms my belief that time is not real. it's a man-made structure. this seems to be two streams of thought when it comes to time: 1) time is to be obeyed. 2) time is a guideline, but not the bottom-line. obviously i'm of the second stream, but i'm forced to live by stream one, as most people are. at work i have two mentors, they have opposing opinions of time, and ultimately i have to conform to the one of my boss (which is time is to be obeyed). but honestly, i get so frustrated when people get so consumed by conforming to time that they don't stop to care about people. because ultimately, people and having relationships with them is the important thing. extremely punctual people unnerve me. i think it's good to be on-time, but it fails to be effective when relationships and people suffer as a result. being late is also not good, not because the deadline of time is so imperative. but because of the relationships depending on us. the other day i was a half-hour late for helping melissa rake her yard. she is a very gracious person so she told me it was ok, and it worked out alright because rhonda was there helping her. but if she'd been depending on me, that could have really hurt her, or had some repercussions. so i guess what i'm saying is, people are what matters, not the north-american application of time.
i was so disoriented this morning when i woke up. it turns out that i accidentally set my microwave to the time on my alarm clock (which is about 10 minutes fast – give or take a few minutes i'm not very exact about these things). so when i got up, i was all freaked out because i was late, and i couldn't figure out how that happened. then to make matters worse, i haven't bothered changing my other clocks, so i had to just disregard those ones completely. those clocks have hands (as opposed to digital) so they're not very accurate. the clock in my car is busted and i don't wear a watch. the clocks i passed on the way to work may or may not have been changed already, so i basically arrived to work without actually knowing what time it was. in all the confusion i managed to forget my lunch vehicle with the spaghetti lunch in it that i cooked this morning. SO, i'd wasted the time cooking in the morning, AND it was spoiled because i left it on the kitchen table all day.
when i reached into my backseat to retrieve my lunch vehicle, and discovered it was gone, i had a wave of despair. but then i told myself that i was not going to let that incident snowball into a crappy day. that seemed to do the trick. and when i went out on my (30-minute) lunch break to the closest almost-town to get some food, i quite enjoyed myself.
sometimes i feel like the whole world is on the other side of a dirty windshield.
and i'm tryin to see through the glare,
yes i'm struggling just to see what's there.
2 comments:
we don't change the time in saskatchewan, mostly because it would be completely ridiculous to do so, since the sun is up forever in the summer... but it's really quite refreshing, except for the fact that all the tv times change, and you have to really think to figure out the new time difference between provinces.... so other than that, i like that we don't change the clocks.
that's right! i dated a guy who lived in regina once. he moved there while we were dating for school. and i recall that after we changed our clocks it was only an hour difference, which was handy. ya, this whole daylight savings time stuff is for the birds. i'm jealous of saskatchewan.
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