Groundhog day

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People protested today at the province's parliament. I'm assuming to show disapproval at the measures that continue to be in place. And while I don't agree, to be honest, I kind of get it. Many of us are tired of this new normal that was thrust upon us without consent. When our houses start to feel like prisons instead of homes, it gets...frustrating. I don't look forward to tomorrow like I use to because tomorrow is the exact same as today. Have you seen the movie Groundhog Day? To be honest, I'm not sure I've seen the whole thing...I have a tendency to fall asleep during moves, much to my chagrin. But the poor guy wakes up and does the same day over and over and over. I don't know how the movie ends. Perhaps I'll see if it's on one of the subscriptions I have and find out tonight. 

I guess what it comes down to, is that people need a reason to get up in the morning. A reason to make life worth living. Thankfully, I have class starting on Monday. For many, their days continue in the same pattern until restrictions start lifting. If you've seen the movie, Dave, you'll remember the scene at the beginning or the end (again, my memory fails me), and the main guy finds people jobs for a living and he goes "it's Wednesday, and everybody works on Wednesday!". If you haven't seen the movie, I recommend it. I'm looking forward to the day when everyone works on Wednesdays. I'm looking forward to not being physically alone. 

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  1. Leanmoeblogspot.com1 May 2020 at 04:41

    Love the movie quote. And yes, I believe it's at the beginning. :) ~Mum

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