The Concept of Time
It Changes
4 min readApr 11, 2024
Once upon a time, I lived by the clock. I got up in the wee hours and wrote for a couple of hours, then got dressed for work. Writing early was the only option for me. I couldn’t summon the energy or interest to write at night after work.
Work was that draining. And those wee hours were magical, just as I am writing now. The cats were asleep, and my husband was asleep. The big traffic…
