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Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Home time
When I travel to different time zones, I like to keep my watch on the time at home.
It is interesting to me that my phone, that modern affliction of constant information, automatically updates itself to whatever the local time may be.
My old-fashioned wristwatch needs old-fashioned attention which, if I decide to abstain from giving it, keeps the watch connected to whatever the time is back in my native time zone at home.
What a lovely feeling it is, to arrive back from a journey and have my wristwatch already set to the proper time, almost as if I'd never been away.
Ah, the joy of one's own home.
To be quiet at home: a book, a dog, a cup of tea, and a wristwatch in tune with the sun on your very own flower garden.
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