The problem with time...

My conclusion of the day is that I hate clocks.
Well, I dont "hate" clocks - I dont hate anything/anyone - but I do very strongly dislike them. Very, very strongly.
Clocks can be useful - they help us by telling us what the time is and sometimes they even have lights and glow in the dark (coolest thing ever!!!).
However, knowing what the time is isnt always a good thing.
Sometimes you don't want to know the time - whether it be because you have a deadline to meet and you aren't quite there yet, or if you're spending time with someone you love and you dont want to leave them.
In these cases, time is something you don't want to associate with, and clocks are just that constant reminder that "Oops, you sure are late - better get a move on or you'll get in trouble."

Or if you are really, really tired and then you're alarm sounds 'ring ring ring' and you look at the clock. 6:30am. It's cold outside. Your window has fogged up and you cant even see the sun.
Do I want to get out of bed? HELL NO!


It is during these times when you just want to throw that blasted clock out the window!
(Which would be unwise since your clock is an antique and if you did your parents would murder you.)
Sadly, time is something that never stops.
Sometimes - when you are having fun - it feels like time is moving at the speed of light (or faster).
Then sometimes - when you are so ridiculously bored - it feels like time is taking it's time (lol?) just to annoy you.
Fact of the matter is, time is ever flowing - neither increasing nor decreasing in speed.

But sometimes, on those special occasions, it would be nice if time took a break :)