Sometimes.

There are times when I wonder whether innovation is just an ideal and that all we’re striving towards is merely an improvement or a same-shit-different-day replica. 

With that being said, how can you strive to be the best if somebody has already paid it in full? 

Who’s got your heart? Who’s got your mind? Who’s got your soul? Does the position of the past and the present stand side by side or is one ahead of the other? Time means nothing when it comes to the ranks of the heart. 

I’m here now. I’m here. Will I still be &here& after umpteen years? 

It’s questions like these that get me thinking.

Sometimes.