Time is relative
to where you are
what you do
and who you are waiting for.
– Spanish proverb
I get the feeling time is long when you’re waiting for Spring!
Never talk to a quantum physicist!
Usually my physicist friends’ conversation goes right over my head – bad enough, but when they really try to explain things, it’s worse.
Last night, Josh explained about quantum foam. How space isn’t infinitely divisible or smooth, but there’s a smallest distance two things can be apart. And that there’s really no reason why time should be different. So there isn’t a smooth timeline, but really a succession of separate moments, like pearls on a string. And we hop from one to another.
Hop? What about the space in between?
I woke with another headache.
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Join the 100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups at Julia’s place! This week’s prompt was my last line.