Have you ever seen your future in your past? No, wait, don't answer that. Just consider this moment: a fleeting second stretched into eternity by the weight of your déjà vu. Somewhere between breakfast and coffee breaks, you might have pondered this same question.
Perhaps you're a time traveler trapped in a linear existence, looping through the mundane when all you crave is a paradoxical slice of spontaneity. Or maybe, just maybe, the universe is on repeat because the director hasn't found a satisfactory cut.
"Have I told you that before?" you ask your future self, who pretends to be busy with invisible gadgets and philosophical ponderings.
Echo: This place again? Were we just here? Oh right, I knew we would be!