Time

I have been thinking a lot about the concept of time lately. I was never looking to arrive at any conclusion, but I just loved exploring. I wondered how different things might be if time never existed. What if we did not have clocks? What if we did not have calenders? I guess some of these thoughts were triggered when I recently watched the movie "Chemical Wedding" about the life of Aliester Crowley, who had clocks in his house, but without any arms. I wonder why.

The whole concept of time sometimes puts pressure. I feel like I have a lot to do before a deadline. You got to finish your work before 6pm. You got to get a promotion before the end of this year. You got to get married before you cross 30. How would these be defined if time did not exist? Why keep running to catch up with something, that probably messes things up for you? Sadly, time exists.

One of my favorite lines from a song about time, and of course, titled "Time".

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Yawn. What am I supposed to do now? Stop chasing the sun?

Oreo

After months of waiting and looking for the right one, we managed to find Oreo. She is a chocolate colored Labrador and is 40 days old as of today. She has blue and grey eyes and her coat is a shiny brown. Her behavior might be typical of any 40 day old puppy. She spends most of her time sleeping or chewing on anyone's leg she can find and before long we are going to lose a few pairs of footwear and cables. She has a long way to go before she responds to her name or becomes potty trained. For now, it's good to have her home.