When time slows down

When time slows down

When packing your vehicle for a much deserved vacation, your main concern about time is leaving on time.
While on your job before you leave, the clock has set out to make you grieve, the more you gaze at its slowdown will make you believe, it appears to be dipped in glue just for you.

When the hands hit five you come alive, out the door you go, peddle to the metal hoping to reach home alive.
As you pull up to the Lodge into the garage you zoom, while unpacking in your room your wife says we have to eat at eight so don't be late!

I had just rigged my favorite fishing rod, I was going to catch much cod, again the clock did me in, I know my cursing at it was a sin.

At breakfast we melted into the plush chairs, we were at peace and the smell of bacon was in the air. We talked about one thing or the other while the sneaky clock speeded up, when I looked at the clock I almost dropped my cup. I almost missed my fishing trip at the dock because of that scheming clock.

Why is it that when we are enjoying ourselves time rushes by but when laboring it grinds to a halt, I'm going to Joe's Tavern where his clock has not worked for years and have a malt.

Author Ken 11/28/2015