do i clench my fists?

I have one watch that ticks louder than the rest, a soft pink piece given to me a few years ago. It's not my daily watch, but I use it enough for it to earn a place on my desk instead of in the jewelry box. In the quiet hours, when I'm alone with my thoughts, I hear it: nothing else in the world, just me and the time passing me by. It's half past midnight. I think a lot about time passing these…