On the plane I thought to myself about what a strange thing time is. We flew through time zones and the computer on the screen in front of me informed me continuously about the time that was disappearing from me in gulps. The nose of the plane ate hours and then it farted little seconds out at the back. We drove through a sunset and a sunrise. In between it was so dark that I could imagine that we were just hanging in the air and life outside stood still. For that is how my life can feel these days. I am living in a temporary endlessness, without a watch or structure.