It's either a sign of heightened inner peace, whereby the constraints of time have ceased to shackle my overcommitted urban soul...or early senility.
But doesn't 28 seem a little young for either of those?
January 24, 2007
Temps perdu
I keep forgetting to wear my watch to work. I have a million meetings and deadlines and I generally like knowing what time it is, so this is a weird development.
It's either a sign of heightened inner peace, whereby the constraints of time have ceased to shackle my overcommitted urban soul...or early senility.
But doesn't 28 seem a little young for either of those?
It's either a sign of heightened inner peace, whereby the constraints of time have ceased to shackle my overcommitted urban soul...or early senility.
But doesn't 28 seem a little young for either of those?
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I have never worn a watch, but have found myself thinking I need to get one frequently in the past few months. I figured that was a sign of my life becoming more rat race-esque. I think you should celebrate leaving your watch behind.
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