After surveying my younger (than me) colleagues, I acknowledge that - as suspected - half of them do not wear wristwatches. No, they rely on their cell phones to tell the time. Nor do they use alarm clocks, instead keeping their phones on the nightstand, set for 7 with their favorite ringtone, which changes capriciously. They don’t know what their favorite ringtone is. They don’t worry about batteries running out, or contracts expiring. Their minds are free.
I, on the other hand, am attached to my wristwatch. Sometimes I sleep with it on because it is so handsome. It’s not even self-winding - I must remember to jig the little knob back and forth to wind it. It doesn’t contain any apps; it doesn’t measure the temperature; it doesn’t store phone numbers, or know where the nearest Chinese restaurant is. It doesn’t do anything but tell time. I lash it to my wrist every morning like a sail to a boat, and no wind, no tidal wave, no change of fashion will remove it.
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I had a little Casio digital years ago that I found slightly stressful. It felt like time was running out. So I returned to analog and the cycles.
some years ago when my favorite watch broke, i quit wearing one. in time (heh) i discovered i always knew what time it was. i could consult a clock to make sure and i did that for quite awhile until i realized i could trust my sense of time. last year my daughter bought me a very cool watch. i wear it,and now i have no sense of time....
I also think we have our own inner clocks and am sometimes surprised how accurately I can judge the time just by using the senses. But I love my watch for its useful simplicity and its handsomeness. I bought it a new band today in appreciation.
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