예감은 틀리지 않는다, 7년 전에 읽었는데… 기억이 깜깜해서 다시 읽어
We live in time—it holds us and moulds us—but I‘ve never felt I understood it very well. And I‘m not referring to the-ories about how it bends and doubles back, or may exist elsewhere in parallel versions. No, I mean ordinary, every-day time, which clocks and watches assure us passes regularly: tick-tock, click-clock. Is there anything more plausible than a second hand? And yet it takes only the smallest pleasure or pain to teach us time‘s malleability.
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