One Minute to Midnight

I'm writing a story with a similar title and reflecting on this ordinary hour. The clock ticks quickly through the day. We dread 8:00 a.m. and are excited about 5:00 p.m. But it's just time. 

A clock marks the passage and as we pray for the week to move fast, we wish for the weekend to be slow.  It does not work that way, it's just time. 

We are bound by it's laws in this life and midnight advances at the same speed as any other hour. It's just time. 

We grasp for moments taking snapshots in our heads desperate to remember special points in time. It's important because time keeps moving. It's just time .

Midnight has passed once again without any remarkable event, but how many midnights in the past were memorable or tragic for someone.  It's just time. 

We learn to move and dance to it's rhythm because we cannot bend its will to ours. Midnight moves on past us every night. It's just time.