A Briefer History of Time

Time is a thing that nags at me. It tickles my ear with a wheat stalk just when I'm not suspecting it. It pokes me in the back of the knee and buckles my legs just when I've shifted all my weight to that side. Time is a thief. It steals vitality. It steals health and stamina and certainty. Time funnels us all, one by one from present into history. It is uncaring, unceasing and most of all unconditional. You will lose to time just as we all will. You don't even have to know you're competing with it. You will lose.