Why are all my posts becoming year-end-centric? Why are we so time-centric? Its time that governs our lives. God’s pulse maybe. Time to love. Time to leave. Time to hate. Time to heave. It’s not the clock that ticks around us. It’s us who click around the clock. Apparently, (and hopefully) clockwise? But are we really? We just randomly follow a clockwork pattern, round & round – all the time thinking that we are being very wise about it all. But are we really? Maybe we are. Following the clock, after all. Yet still unsure, after what?