A sense of timelessness...

For some time I wondered if those theories you get by email about the earth spinning faster making the days seem shorter could possibly be true. My dad and I were convinced that time was passing too quickly; that the years were being spent in what seemed to be no longer than a day. Now, I’m back to doubting all of those theories which leaves me with an even bigger sense of discomfort…if it’s not the earth spinning faster, what do we blame it on?

In one of my early posts I mentioned still battling the need to slow down; to rid myself of that sense of urgency that seems to plague so many of us day after day. As if by coincidence my watch battery died about a month into our trip. It wasn’t sudden – as I’m sure is the case when other watch batteries die. I had about three days of warning when I couldn’t figure out why I was constantly wrong on what time of day it was. Looking back now I realize that even those three days were part of my training! I spent about 3 weeks without a working watch and didn’t care much for what time of day it was (unless, of course, we had a train or bus to catch). Even when I did get my watch fixed, it wasn’t until the owner of a little Hania restaurant mentioned to us that the hour had been set back that we were actually running on accurate time. It has been a freeing sensation – to know that one really does own each single second of the day.