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Time I don't believe in.


Some spend thousands on watches, maybe to give the prestige and maybe to really use it. I don’t use watches for this, and I don’t even wear one. 
I don’t believe in time.
Yes of course exams will have time limit and I have to organize myself, but I do this by heart. They say time fly, but not really. I would make a bond with time and it decides to stay at the end.
I am sure you don’t get a word of what I have said above, so let me start again.
How were clocks invented? The sunset, and the sunrise? The earth revolves around the sun at constant speed and some sciences materials which I don’t really know accurately.
Let me start again.
I mean, I wake up by sunrise and I know it is morning. When the sun decides to leave (or the point I live at decides to give its back to the sun), night starts. I start to feel that and sense that. I feel the day is ending when I run out of energy in summer. I feel the day ending when I am sleepy in winter. Let away insomnia). 
All what I have said, it requires meditation. I know sciences are discovering the nature and they are mostly inside a closed circle. But try nature alone. 
Watch sunsets and sunrises. Feel time and breathe the air at different times of the day, you will know the difference. Get used to it. Organize your day according to those feeling, it is a blessing and you will feel the power of the universe. 
Some say a year has passed quickly while an another has passed slowly. I don’t believe in this because it is not about duration, at all. It is you miss the moments. If you witnessed the heartbeats of nature, you will know she is breathing with the same sequence. 
I don’t believe in seconds, I believe in blinks. During the exams, I finish minimum 30 minutes earlier. I follow the light. Also, I buy food instead of fancy brand watches.

You don’t get it, do you? 

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