"C" Is For Coelacanth

Maybe for every mutation that alters the course of progress there's a thing that stays utterly the same. Just sitting there, too stubborn or aloof to adapt, content with or indifferent to its obsolescence.



And maybe, as sad as it might be for a thing to be stunted so, there's something comforting about its survival. Some part of you that just says, "Phew."