The Lady's picture taking assignment today was to photograph timeless. I thought that this was the perfect prompt for her because she is always timeless; she never has enough time for all of the things that she needs and wants to do. That makes her timeless, right? Just like a monster without horns is hornless and a monster without a t-shirt is t-shirtless and a Mr. Guy without a blue and orange furry monster is monsterless. Mr. Guy explained that that was not quite right. Timeless, he said, is something that is not affected by the passage of time. Hmm...that is not The Lady then; she is very affected by the passage of time. She gets frustrated and grouchy when time passes too quickly and she still has work to get done.
I know that there are machines that tell you about your time. Mr. Guy wears a little one of these on his arm. As the day goes on, his time gets bigger. His arm machine must collect time for him. The Lady doesn't have one of those machines. That must be why she never has any time. She doesn't have a machine to collect it for her. Again Mr. Guy said that that is not quite how time works.
Mr. Guy told me that everyone has exactly the same amount of time every day - 24 hours or 1440 minutes, or 86, 400 seconds. He said that days feel long or short depending on what you are doing or not doing. Sometimes there really is not enough time in a day to accomplish everything that you want to do. But sometimes, it just feels that way because people waste their time. They don't use it for important or meaningful things. The time machines like Mr. Guy has are called wrist watches. I guess this is because you have to watch your wrist to see how the time is moving. Mr. Guy told me that a wrist watch is a kind of clock and that there are lots of other kinds too. They can be big or small, inside or outside, on the wall or on the floor. We looked at all of the clocks at our house. I was surprised by how many we have. We definitely are not timeless!!!
We have a great big clock in our dining room. It is called a grandfather clock. We don't have a grandmother clock or a grandchild clock. I wonder if the grandfather clock gets lonely just sitting in the corner all day every day just counting the seconds, minutes, and hours . That clock has been at our house for a long time, longer than me and also longer than The Lady. It's been here since Mr. Guy was a little monster like me. Mr. Guy said that our grandfather clock was given to his father by his grandmother...that is all very confusing! Why is it not a grandmother clock, then? Or maybe a grandchild clock since Mr. Guy is the grandchild and now the clock is his? Oh well, I guess it doesn't really matter what you call it. All I know is that it is a great big clock and I like to watch how it counts the time by swinging its pendulum back and forth.
Right now, the grandfather clock and The Lady are telling me that it is past my bedtime.
Good night!
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