After a good night’s sleep, I woke an hour before the alarm this morning. I was instantly wide awake. I should have got up. But the glowing green numerals on the bedside table told me it was too early.
How strange it would be not to rely on clocks. Our ancestors managed to get by just fine without them for millennia. But now our days are, quite literally, determined by them. I’m in no way suggesting clocks are a bad thing. They do, after all, enable us to synchronise our lives with other people’s, thereby saving an awful lot of hassle and, well, time. But it’s strange I find the concept of not relying on clocks strange. Perhaps that’s an indication of just how useful they are. I mean, how could you possibly get up, go about your daily business, eat your meals, and go to sleep without clocks telling you when to do so? It just wouldn’t seem right.
So, why do I like the idea so much?