24 hours and a second

It’s sad, isn’t it? that I should be writing a blog entry at 11:30pm on New Year’s Eve. Actually, it’s only indicative of the fact that the dinner isn’t cooked yet and I meant to do this hours ago and didn’t get a-round-tuit.

Maybe it’s just as well the day is going to be slightly longer than other days as there is so much to do. 24 hours is simply not enough, though that’s what the clock in the photo (at Greenwich) offers:

accurate to the second?
accurate to the second?
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Author: don't confuse the narrator

Exploring the boundary between writer and narrator through first person poetry, prose and opinion

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