SLIME TIME! (If you're a child of the 1980s, you've got to remember that one.)
What made me think of this? Over the weekend, the battery on my watch ran out, so its time to get a new one. However, I still instinctively put my watch on in the morning, even though its not working at all. I feel lost and incomplete without my watch on my wrist. I still look at it about 10 times a day, even though the hands are stuck at midnight (or noon, whichever makes you happier).
It feels really strange to not know what time it is. It feels even stranger, though, to not wear a watch.
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