Time keeps on ticking…

3, 2, 1, Errrrrrr! It’s the sound of something ending. The countdown from whatever imaginary number we start at to the ill fated close of what we may be doing. Some hear the countdown of a class, with every little click of the clock as you try to scavenge your brain for the correct answers to the Calc 1 test. Some hear the close of a work day, maybe even hear money slowly falling like sand squeezed through a tightly closed fist, as the stock market chimes 5 o’clock. Others even hear the their time end with a fit of joyous celebration, where it’s the cheering of a crowd as the buzzer rings with a game winning shot, or the newly formed cries of their beautiful newborn child as it breathes it’s very first breath. Still, others hear their clock ticking even quieter, becoming slower and slower with every beat until their time piece stops keeping time. Tick tock, tick tock, tick….