The clock had stopped, I sensed the stillness. It was something always there you take for granted after a time, it just becomes part of the fold. Outside the tall trees were still, just beyond the clock. They had stopped too. A gentle rain came on. It was hard to stop myself from jumping up to reset the clock. It reminded me so much of a living thing, the tic tock of a heart. One small thing I could restore to bring back the balance. The trees started up again and upstairs, music from a room. One day it will be like this for me I thought. And things will keep on moving without me.