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In Search of Time

Time as colored on the Helmsley Building Time is all we have. Never more realized than walking to New York Penn Station when I'm trying to catch a train.  At some point on my walk earlier this week from Grand Central Station , past Bryant Park , down Broadway , and over 34th at 8th where I got an unobstructed view of the Empire State Building , I contemplated about time. Of course, there is the classic novel  " In Search of Lost Time ", by Proust, who documented in excruciating detail his day-to-day living, transcending the mundane to reveal the humanity of our existence. Or so I have gathered from reading Alain de Botton who wrote about his discoveries of Proust in his popular philosophical wanderings . These thoughts caused pause, at least inside my head, as I briskly traversed the streets and avenues to make my train. I was walking in NYC, after all. It takes time to write this post. It could have been time spent on other pursuits: a deliverable for work, a