Dear clock, I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately, so I decided to express my thoughts in these fleeting words. I know it’s your function, even your obligation, but does it really have to pass so quickly? Your hands move in circles, by the time I blink, they’ve already completed a full rotation. I want to recall moments I’ve since forgotten, names that linger only in my memory, and actions that before I could even fully consider them, saw the sand in the hourglass settle within its own glass prison. Please don’t take this as an insult, I am grateful for the good things time has brought me. But I feel so uncertain... I just want to truly experience things alongside you, you know? Not merely as a passenger. Regardless, thank you for granting me your minutes. It will all be over in a matter of seconds, but in a few hours, I’ll remember to thank you properly. —Mv