I hate time. I wish it would stop.
I wish time would pause, take a break, and forget to restart.
I wish that the hands on the clock would inexplicably stop ticking their way through moments that will never come back and that the squares on every calendar were occupied with events that would never occur.
I wish that the future didn't exist so that my days with you were countless.
I wish that time would simply stop so that my life with you was endless.
AO Poetry 
That’s a lovely sentiment.
Munroe, over at xkcd, had this comic I sent to my wife a few times:
https://xkcd.com/162/
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Haha awww!!!
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❤
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Yes, please!
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Maybe the clocks ticking are the construct of a lost generation between wars struggling to define themselves and there place in it …
My daughter asked me for the time the other day, so I showed her my vintage watch (I bought it new … let that age me for a moment) and she simply said, “I can’t read that.”
… and with that, I realized all of the time and structure, the universe our parents and grandparents had created, has crumbled. All of the measures that hold our importance, mean nothing to her.
…and I smiled. 🩵
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Aw 🖤🖤🖤 What a precious moment… That’s a perfect example of changing times. Well said too!!
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