Shadows Smile, Time Doesn't
A Short Story, and a perspective on the concept of TimeBecomesMovement.
‘It would be nice if a shadow smiled…’
Shaka muttered to himself as he devoured his last peanut at 15:59. Time doesn’t smile.
He set his timer routinely as 16:00 struck.
Shaka’s workstation was tidy. His notepad was open to a clear page, new sticky notes rested beside his blue pen, its tip faced north, its lid south…