“Your
death is one day closer.” He hit the Snooze button, silencing the alarm. The
Clock slept for five more minutes. So did he.
“I wish you wouldn’t do that,’ the ticked-off Clock tocked when it woke. “Stop alarming me,” he replied.
“I’d stop time if you asked,” said the Clock.
“The things I’d do if time stood still…” the man whispered. “Okay Clock. Stop.”
The Clock stopped at 7:15. His watch froze too. “Amazing,” he said and went back to sleep. He woke with no alarm, the clock still said 7:15. He stretched and walked outside completely naked, to explore his frozen world.
Cars honked his streaking form, schoolchildren pointed as parents failed to shield their views.
He ran inside. “Time isn’t frozen!”
“It is,” the Clock replied, “”It’s been 7.15 going three hours now.”
“Everyone’s still moving.”
“I never said the world would stop, only time.”
“What good is that?” he raged and punched the Clock, shattering it’s face.
“Time should be spent with care, cherished as gold. I gave you all the time in the world and you slept. You live to work, a clock-puncher damned in perpetual morning.”
The stopped Clock was right twice that day.
“I wish you wouldn’t do that,’ the ticked-off Clock tocked when it woke. “Stop alarming me,” he replied.
“I’d stop time if you asked,” said the Clock.
“The things I’d do if time stood still…” the man whispered. “Okay Clock. Stop.”
The Clock stopped at 7:15. His watch froze too. “Amazing,” he said and went back to sleep. He woke with no alarm, the clock still said 7:15. He stretched and walked outside completely naked, to explore his frozen world.
Cars honked his streaking form, schoolchildren pointed as parents failed to shield their views.
He ran inside. “Time isn’t frozen!”
“It is,” the Clock replied, “”It’s been 7.15 going three hours now.”
“Everyone’s still moving.”
“I never said the world would stop, only time.”
“What good is that?” he raged and punched the Clock, shattering it’s face.
“Time should be spent with care, cherished as gold. I gave you all the time in the world and you slept. You live to work, a clock-puncher damned in perpetual morning.”
The stopped Clock was right twice that day.
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