Time does now feel like what Madeleine L’Engle calls, in A Wrinkle in Time, a tesseract. L’Engle describes it as being akin to when your skirt folds, and two disparate places in the fabric suddenly touch. A memory reaches out and touches my mind and I live proximate to it all day long—talking, writing, working, hearing my mother’s voice saying, “Here comes the spring.” And I will keep hearing her voice every spring until I, too, see my last spring.
—Meghan O’Rourke, The Long Goodbye
What is time?
Describe time literally (how many angles do you need?), then using metaphor or simile. Spend time finding or building that comparison / form—in addition to change it will also be a key.
What I've learned about time in all of my time, so far. 1) God has no problem with time and doesn't have a watch. It's humans who thought up time. Doesn't bother trees, birds, and all other living things. 2) Every day you get is a gift and it's really that simple. 3) What shall we do with this one-time-only gift? Who and what will we love? What will we discover, create, or improve?