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Tidy Numbers

December 20, 2015


They say your heart beats 60-100 times a minute. I time mine, and it is tidy, just like the rest of me. One beat a second, minute after minute, like a personal clock. I lie on my bed, staring at the glow-in-the dark stars that don't glow anymore, counting to 60 over and over. 

I try to work out how many times my heart would beat over my life time. 60 seconds in a minute, 60 minutes in an hour, 24 hours in a day (I think they could have made it 25, if they tried), 365 days in a year. My heart could beat 31,536,000 times a year. 

I start to think about how many years I will live, but then I start thinking about dying at 73 rather than 75 and how untidy that would be. Mum doesn't understand why 73 is a bad age to die. She will probably die at an untidy age, because she is an untidy person in general. 

I close my eyes, so that I'm looking at black, black is tidy, and start counting again. One, two, three, four, five...


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  • AbigailSauble

    This piece makes you think. Excellent!

    about 1 year ago