Always running on the edge of time each morning, I glanced at the clock in the car. "'Enough time for a photo?" I wondered. Today, I slowed the car to a halt yanked on the emergency break, quickly pulled the cell out of my pocket and captured the sunrise photo that had momentarily caught my breath. A short distance down the road passing Northeast creek, I contemplated another stop. Engaging with the natural world as I careened along asphalt roads and cars comprised mostly of plastic, makes for a series of difficult decisions during my fifteen minute commute particularly in the morning when I am bound by the clock. Does time contribute to the order of the world?
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