text: when i was alive i believed as you do that time was at least as real and solid as myself and probably more so i said one o clock as though i could see it and monday as though i could find it on the map and i let myself be hurried along from minute to minute day to day year to year as though i were actually moving from one place to another like everyone else i lived in a house bricked up with seconds and minutes weekends and new year s days and i never went outside until i died because there was no other door now i know that i could have walked through the walls you can strike your own time and start the count anywhere when you understand that then any time at all will be the right time for you