On the front of my cable box is a digital clock, displaying the time in big green letters with the colon between the hours and the minutes blinking once per second.
Every once in a while, I happen to glance at the clock and the colon appears not to be blinking.
I find this hypnotic.
My eyes are drawn to it like magnets. I cannot blink, cannot move, cannot look away. I stare and stare, mesmerized, until my eyes are about to begin to water. Then, just as I reach the point where I can no longer fight off the urge to blink my eyes, the clock starts blinking again.
I've always said that one thing I'd wish for if I had a genie was a remote control that can control the passage of time. I'm sure we've all had that kind of day where we'd love to press the pause button and take a nap.
Maybe these moments where the clock appears to stop blinking is a clue that someone already has one...
1 comment:
Creepy!
I always thought the idea of a life pause or rewind or fast-forward was sad. Regrets, loved ones who have died, that's the rewind. Times of pain and sadness, that's fast forward. Pause might be for wonderful times that you wish could last. Urges we've all had.
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