It was 10:14 - and I'm sure of that. What did you do yesterday at this time? What will you do tomorrow? Suppose that by pushing this button, the clock would stop. It would allow us to devour the present completely, to enjoy every bit from it; and when we're done with it, we can just push the button again and try our luck with the next moment in time.

From our very first seconds we're under the pressure of time. When we're born, we have to cry right away - otherwise we'll get some very bad marks - and nobody wants to start a journey with the left foot. We have to go to school - and we have to do this in time, otherwise it will be too late. We have to arrive at that exam in time - and even more, pass it from the first try - there's no time to waste! And let's not mention what comes after that exam, when we face ourselves on our very own feet and the grand band starts to play our song.

I've always felt the pressure of time; even now, as I'm writing this - I ask myself if this was the right way for me to spend these few hours. Maybe I could have done something more useful; maybe I could have prepared myself more for tomorrow. Time is never enough and it's one of those things in life that we never get back.