You can look to the future just like you look to the past, but the present moves too fast.
Living in the moment when then meets later, you can’t help but wonder is it working in your favor?
I can’t believe the moment I just thought of, Has already been caught by the past’s eager glove.
Does the future know that the past exists, and once its there does it continue to persist?
Maybe there is no present only a hazy glow, where time seems to slip to and froe.