Prose

It’s Time

The clock is fast. You’d better get here sooner, because otherwise you’ll be marked late. The clock will make you late. It’s not set to the same time as your clock and even if you checked it against the network news, you would be wrong. It’s hooked up to some other source. It’s connected to a network time server. Not here, but somewhere. That time is wrong, but it’s right for itself. You should tell your friends, too. Otherwise, they’ll be marked late, if they get here on time, which would be their time. That clock. It’s not reliable. You can’t rely on it. You can’t rely on your clock, though. That would be a mistake. It would be a mistake if it matters that you’re on time, though you’d be technically early. If you don’t care, then it doesn’t matter. It’s a full moon, yet spirits are high. This is puzzling. Just get here. Rush if you have to, but don’t speed. That’s dangerous. Maybe you can synchronize your clock to the clock when you arrive. Then, all would be aligned. All would be arranged in order, to be the same. Just don’t be late. That’s all.

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