This world is a swirling, neverending galaxy.

Every person is a single speck of dust.

These specks all have a perfect match, somewhere in the world.

Everyone's speck soulmate is different.


Everyone's matching speck has a clock on their wrist.

Every clock has a time.


Years.

Months.

Weeks.

Days.

Hours.

Minutes.

Seconds.


It's all on a little strip on the inside of each person's left wrist.


Some hate that strip.

Some obsess over it.

Some don't care.


Some hide it.

Some display it proud.


Some check it obsessively.

Some never check it at all.


But everyone has one.

Right?