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Clocks

Why do clocks go tick tock, When they could be silent? Why? It's because tick tock is the sound of waiting. All we ever do in life is wait. Wait for traffic, wait for the elevator, wait for a phone call. Wait, wait, wait. Where is waiting ever going to get us? Certainly not where we want to go. Waiting is the death of all things hoped for. The death of being on time. The death of life. Wait, wait, wait. Why wait when you can silence all the tick tocks? Why wait when life is slapping you in the face. Don't wait. Go do.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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