Time is early, again. Then again, what do you expect? No matter how fast or slow you do your things, he will always be one step ahead, or one step back. Frankly, I’m starting to think he doesn’t care about us. He’s just moving at his own pace. Too fast, or too slow, he simply doesn’t care. Heck, by all means, the rest of the universe should be relative to him, not to the speed of light.
You can try to follow him, to match your speed with his. But where’s the life in that? You might as well be dead.