Time goes round. Everyone decides their pace, their beat per minute and we march forward, or in my case, slow-mo walk forward dressed as a clock.
I make time stand still or at least move slower when I have timeless days - these are days without time or, at least, without clocks telling you the time. These have been some of the best days of my life, when you wake up because you’re ready to wake up and have breakfast when you’re hungry and you don’t make any MONEY. All decisions become very bodily and through some joke from god, you end up lying naked next to lots of willies.