I have always loved watches, the hand wound varieties especially. The quartz never fascinated me. It was too precise, too accurate, too common. The real worth of a man lay in mastering the hand wound watch and its idiosyncrasies. Imagine the meticulous precision that one must maintain when one owns a hand wound watch. A miss in the morning and you never know when the watch will stop functioning, when during an important exam
The other fascinating aspect of a hand wound watch is that you can observe time travel backwards. Well, it supposedly wrecks havoc to the instruments inside but even then it’s worth a shot. The sense of power that surges through you encapsulates you completely, holds you in its sickeningly sweet temptation as the power surges through you while you watch time travelling backwards at the turn of your two fingers.
So this time while I was lazing at my house in
The standard quartzes now need to take a back seat, for on my hand I now have the control of time.