Thoughts on Clocks

I used to think all that clocks did was tell you the time. Hours, minutes, seconds, and days if its real fancy. But recently, clocks have become to tell me so much more, and I wanted to share that with you. There are all types of clocks in the world. Big ones on towers, small ones you wear on your wrist, digital ones, traditional ones, ones that chime and ring, ones that blink, ones that talk, ones that sing, but they all have something in common for me now. They tell me how to feel. 7:22 is no longer just a time before work, it reminds me to feel grateful that I have just spent the last evening sleeping with the woman I love. 8:05 has me longing to caress your skin or kiss your lips just one more time. 1:00 makes me feel nervous excitement remembering our first date to the Guthrie. 4:00 makes me giddy thinking about seeing your smiling face in the seat next to me.

To me, Clocks, don’t represent time alone anymore, they represent feeling, they have their own individual expressed emotion unbeknownst to anyone else. Furthermore, the world, not just clocks are now painted with a new brush adding a depth and texture to previously dimensionless places and objects. This expansion of meaning has brought new life to what I thought was already a magical world. I am beyond grateful that I have you to illuminate the dark spots and extenuate the already bright ones. I love you Miss Jayme, the last month has been whirlwind to say the least, but I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

Have a wonderful day my sweetheart and remember that I just a few doors away is a man the loves you always and unconditionally. I hope that now, whenever you look at a clock that you no longer see numbers and dials, but all the feels.

-Luke