Tiempo Muerto

"It isn't that there is no time to be measured here. Of course there is. The minutes and hours are measured in degrees Celsius. Hotter through morning, cooler by night. Soothing in winter, scorching in summer. The surrounding waters rise up and mete out their storms, their strength measured by the season. That is all one needs to keep time. That and, one day not too soon, the lines on a loved one's face." John Andrew Goodman