Time was when you found a wristwatch among your birthday presents and you knew you had come of age. You had now joined the ranks of the responsible ‘timekeepers’ in your family. No longer were you told, “There’s no need for you to have your own wristwatch. Just ask Daddy the time.” Or, “Look at the clock!”
Oh, the bliss of having your own watch. Never mind that it was a cumbersome, large, steel enclosed model with an ugly face. If it told the time, and told it accurately, you could show it off among your contemporaries and tell any asker the time, with aplomb, after a very ostentatious glance at your wrist.
How time has changed! Today, the watch is a total fashion accessory. Not only does it sometimes tell the time but, more so, it tells the world who you are.
As for me, I have come full circle. I no longer flaunt a wristwatch, because I have reached that time in life where time belongs to me and I can do just what I like with it. And now for a ‘time out’. Catch you later.
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