I am a stickler for always having to know what time it is.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm obsessed with being on time. If you say, 'Let's meet up at 10 A.M.,' I will be there 15 minutes early. Always.
I'm compulsively on time. It drives me insane when people are late.
I like that time is marked by each sunrise and sunset whether or not you actually see it.
I'm so used to changing time zones that I can sleep at any time. I'm rarely ever tossing and turning - if I am, it's really a big deal.
Wherever I am, I start my day, it's the same. I'm not an early bird. I'm not waking up at five o'clock, six o'clock; it's usually seven-thirty, eight o'clock, and I will then read the newspapers, emails from around the world and make phone calls.
My mom was always late. It drove me crazy as a child. So I'm always on time - or early.
I like time ticking the way it is.
Sometimes I feel weird about time. Sometimes I feel that it doesn't go in the order we perceive it. There are... repetitions that maybe we decide not to notice because it is simpler. I like to pick up on those moments.
I don't want to know what time it is. I don't want to know what day it is or where I am. None of that matters.
I'm fascinated by the fact that we can't grasp anything about time.