Moments

Yesterday, time stopped.

Not for long. Felt like about an hour, if there had been any time. But there wasn’t, because it stopped.

It happened at 12:06. I was cooking lunch, listening to the ticking of the clock.

And then there was no ticking. The pendulum hung at 45 degrees.

I stared. Found my watch. There too, time had paused.

My neighbours had the same thing.

The news that night said it’d happened all around the world.

We’d been gifted a few minutes. A few precious minutes of life.

And we’d spent them all wondering what to do with them.