He looked at me and said he just saw things differently than others did. I asked him how. He said he just did. He said he saw a bigger picture. He saw a larger story. He saw the beauty in the ordinary. He said he even “felt” time. I inquired as to “felt” meaning what. He said he just saw time as this tangible being. Time wanting to be better understood. We talked for quite awhile. After we parted I thought about it. Time and seeing it differently. Not spending it but experiencing it. Not buying or selling it but living with it. Traveling with it. Take another look at time. At life. A larger story. The ordinary is extraordinary.
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