Walked by this antique shop in the village that had a window display full of old clocks. They were pretty but somehow the sight was somewhat eerie. Maybe it was the frightening Captain Hook association that I have with clocks. Or maybe the fact that I sometimes wish we could neglect the idea of time itself. A subconscious fear of time passing too fast -I sure don't want to end up like an old dusty broken down clock, no matter how pretty.
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