In the quietness of night, I was pulled into the tides of elsewhereness. I came across many old posts of hopes, of dreams, aspirations, of fulfilment but the thunderstorm arrived, stroke me by the core that these are all the same thing, over & over, from days to months to years; they resemble the same wish, same hope, same longing, desire, same aim & expectation that it hit me hard into a wake up call, what if another year goes by & I am still here? with the same thing?...