The warm conversations have ended, the speakers pumping The Life of Pablo have gone silent, and now the inexorable passage of time dominates the room. tick tock tick tock
You hear footsteps from one of the bedrooms of the suite, headed to the bathroom. You do not look up, although you welcome the respite from the metronomic clicking of gears behind you. The footsteps soon cease.
You realize the clocks are not fully synchronized and their sounds form a wave.
You are not pleased with the discovery, and try instead to focus on problem 3 of chapter 12B from Richard Beals’ Analysis: An Introduction. The problem involves the Cantor Set, an infinite set of points between 0 and 1 that is nowhere dense. You find no relief from the cacophony.
Your mind wanders to thoughts of childhood cartoons, Wile E. Coyote and The Road Runner, Tom and Jerry. You wonder if there is a deep sadness behind the cartoon smiles on their faces because they know that Tom will never catch Jerry, the Coyote will never catch the roadrunner. Can somebody who is doomed to perpetuity be happy?
The hour hands of the seven clocks on the wall behind you simultaneously strike five. The sounds of life are stirring outside - birdcalls, cricket chirps, even a single “Good morning!” But it is too late; the time has passed.