You Can’t Get Time Back.
A reflection on watches, memory, and why maturity is the truest luxury.
My first purchases of watches was when I had made some money when I was 10. I performed at the local events as a singer.
I have been associating having watches as act of standing out. Everyone is watching you. You lead and guide the rest, because you have a time. Like a compass.
Once I bought my appella watches, every day was special for me. I wore them to school. After my dad gifted me new watches after I graduated the school, I gifted my current ones to my brother. I felt it was a tradition I am building. He wore them too.
Years passed, milestones achieved. I remember having already my daughter being born. I still carry around my watches that my dad gifted me at my 18th year. Meanwhile, in between changing the diapers and my dirty T-shirt after baby accident, I wanted to put on my watches. I realised they were broken. The crown got broken, the movement got stopped again after some a number of repairs. The time has come.
In middle of nights of adult life realisation, I indeed wanted to get back to my childhood because it was an easy time. I could not find those watches which I had with me at school time anywhere online. I contacted the HQ of this brand. They told me they discontinued producing this unit.
To me it was a moment of realisation, you can’t get back your time back. Enjoy the current stage of your maturity. Every watch will serve you at the right time and right place. I think that was journey of discovering the watches to establish my inner vision of combination of stability, exploration, adventure, and wealth. At last, my previous watches were quartz mechanisms. Later I have started searching for automatic ones. This is a symbolism of my priority of choice. Why? I am the motion now of my own family, even watches rely on me if I keep them up to date and carry on the life.