I think I finally understand relativity. It’s a
special theory because it often singles me out. Living at the edge of the city
helps me experience the curves in the spacetime continuum on a daily basis. No
matter how early I wake up time bends in a peculiar way, something well beyond
the cognitive capacity of ordinary human beings, to ensure that I’m always late.
Space, too, doesn’t take the ordinary rectilinear form I would expect it to.
The tardier I am, the further away my college seems to be – space curves away
from me, much like a good leg spin. To a stationary observer, I’m just a person
with no sense of time. But I perceive time and space to be rushing away from me
whenever I move in any direction.
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