I stirred my tea in a clockwise motion, looking outside the window with a wistful expression. For as long as I could remember, life has been exactly like this. I took out my phone, my nails repetitively hitting the letters on the screen. I messaged my friends, and they messaged me back, always saying the same thing; that we'd meet soon. I wondered when that would be. Standing up, I made my way outside to water the evergreen shrubs. Every day, I would see snakes chasing their tails while tending to the plants. Without fail, they would succeed and slowly devour themselves, becoming smaller and smaller. It was during these moments where déjà vu would momentarily disturb me. Retreating back to the house, I retook my position on the chair and began stirring my tea in a clockwise motion.