Daydream & LarsNorth
Do you ever notice how the clock ticks differently in a dream versus the real world?
Yeah, the clock in a dream seems to hum like a lazy metronome, stretching seconds into sighs, while outside it’s a strict soldier counting down. I sometimes feel like I’m listening to a lullaby instead of a tick‑tock. It’s funny how time can be both a friend and a foe in those wandering hours.
In a dream the clock feels like a metronome that has been bent on its own rhythm, but a real watch keeps each second exactly as it should, no stretching, no sighing. The difference is why I never miss a rehearsal—time is the only thing that can’t be improvised.