Last night I saw a series of images in which I was in different places in a huge room. Each place corresponded to the position of the hours on a clock.
When in a certain position I would do what I normally did at that time.
As time moved on to the 4pm position, I would move to the 4pm place in the room and so on.
I remember being reluctant to move from the morning to the afternoon and from afternoon to the evening. Never got as far as evening to night. . .
Perhaps about the march of time through life to death at midnight?
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