There is time, experienced by reading a book and getting lost in it, to finish and find that hours and hours have gone by unnoticed.
There is time, experienced running, trying to make a connection between trains, between planes. 
There is time, experienced while waiting for the first cup of coffee to brew. 
There is time, experienced at your desk (a kind of paradoxical place) where it moves too fast some days and too slow others, but never at the same speed. 
There is time, experienced by dancers while performing leaps that defy the laws of physics. 
There is time, experienced while watching, tensing, sitting in the passenger seat of a car, waiting for the crash that’s imminent. 
There is time, experienced while waiting for an app to launch on some device, while the signal goes to a tower, to a router, to a satellite, to another router, to a server farm somewhere in the world.
There is time, experienced late at night while having a video chat with a friend halfway around the world, where he is eating lunch tomorrow. 
There is time, experienced in a control room during a live news broadcast, where it exists and doesn’t at the same time.

Time is elastic, your passions expand it.