There is no such thing as ordinary time.

All time is extraordinary.

I want to throw away the idea of ordinary time.

I've let too much time slip by.

It never bothered me, if it was ordinary.

Another day. Same old stuff. Same people.

Same clock.

And then something happens that seems out of place because it is not ordinary, it is not usual, and I wonder how I can possibly handle making a decision on such a thing because it loom…