I keep a clock in my office near the coffee maker.

A picture of an analog alarm clock next to a coffee maker, a Buddha, and a sign from Target that says "Coffee Before Talkie."

It ticks away the seconds.

It could sound like a bomb, nearing detonation.

Or a roller coaster, pulling its passengers up toward a drop.

Or it could be a small voice whispering “Now.”

Over and over.

A reminder that every moment passes, giving way to something else.

Whether I believe it or not, I’m always moving forward.

Each new beginning isn’t even a moment away.

I’m already there.

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