Analog

I hadn't realized just how reassuring I find the sound of a ticking clock. I wonder if the silence of digital accuracy would ever pacify my neuroris for time-keeping well enough not to need the sentimental comfort of an analog timepiece. It seems odd not to have heard it for so long. I always feel painfully aware of the passage of time, regretting lost seconds. Somehow, when those same seconds are measured in audible ticks, I'm willing to sacrifice half of an hour for its concert, allowing for reflection and daydreams. I'm not sure if it was the constant drone of fans or air conditioners this summer or the distraction of televisions, phones, and computers that all have silent clocks built-in that kept me from hearing time's heartbeat. But, I'm here now, undistracted and listening.