Every Cubic Inch of Space is a Miracle

I usually spend a lot of time thinking about time, and as I was driving to work the other day I started wondering about the nature of time and its relation to space (my work commute is long, so I do a lot of introspecting behind the wheel). Well, as I was thinking about how we humans understand the concept of time, it suddenly struck me that we almost always relate the passing of time to some kind of spatial motion, and so if all physical motion (right down to the sub-atomic level) stopped, the concept of time as defined for humans would become meaningless. At this point, I actually felt a happy glow and would have even patted myself on the back had I not been in the middle of heavy traffic. So I go in to work, and run this by my co-worker who is a Physics major, expecting to be called a profound genius, but all he does is chew his lower lip momentarily and say, 'Yeah, sure', all matter of fact, like he had known this all along.

Well, whether Ben appreciates it or not, I still think it's pretty cool that I thought about it, all casual like, and still got in to work on time. Pat my back, won't you?