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Time in A Night

I’m 39 years old, man.

Time starts to seem strange at 39.

You realize that every day matters.

It’s finite.

Not in a bad way though.

I’m glad I’ve acknowledged time at 39 years old.

I see these writers who consider themselves “enlightened” because they see the “illusion of time”. I used to think that way…