Measuring Machine

My great uncle is giving me all his possessions. It's because he doesn't have a son, and he loves my mother best. He gave me this watch some time ago:


It's a very good watch. It is waterproof, and the only time it is the wrong time is when it needs a new battery or daylight savings.

It is strange perhaps the way we invite time into our homes like it is a friend. The way we make elaborate systems of measuring it.

Today, all I can think about time is that it runs out.