One of my favorite movies is Groundhog Day. Sometimes I feel like I’m in that movie. Every day begins with taking dogs outside. Cleaning the kitchen. Going to work. Checking Facebook. Eating. Sleeping. Then doing it all over again.
I guess it would be worse if it was the actual same day over and over. Except you wouldn’t feel any worse from age or aches or anything. I imagine Groundhog Day would be even crazier in the age of the internet. You’d have nothing but time. You could theoretically read the entire internet. I wonder what that would do to your psyche?
If I found myself in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania I’d probably spend a good amount of time just reading books. Head to the library, grab something off the shelf and keep going until it was time to do it again. It doesn’t sound too bad really.