Groundhog Day

If I had to live a groundhog day, I'd be right where I am, surrounded by trees, grocery shops, beaches, travelling on the winding roads to the villages, shop clothes in person, no more social media and shopping apps, confess my love, and forget about being embarrassed. 

Like always, I would pet all the dogs and cats in my neighborhood and spend an entire afternoon giving them names.

I would eat an entire cheese platter, no regrets.

I would stare at trees, sitting at a cozy place, no distractions just the trees and my inner peace. 

Next I would get a mubi and letterbox subscription, watch all the movies to my heart's content and maybe write about how they made me feel. Then I would go ahead and learn a musical instrument or two, become a maestro, in the span of several decades. I would learn the skills without worrying about the passing time. Besides, do you remember Bill Murray playing the piano wearing sunglasses in the party scene and think to yourself how cool is that?! 

I would most certainly buy a bicycle, and roam leisurely through the villages and towns, buy some hot piping bread on my way back and maybe sit by the sea and share it with the strays. 

On some days I would go fishing without guilt, and tell the fish how lucky they are, for tomorrow they won't be the catch!

Multiple second chances, that's what I'd call my days. I would cry on some days and on some days smirk to myself. I would be glad to be surrounded by my loved ones and i do hope that the Groundhog day is the one where my dog is alive and in pink of her health.

The most hilarious would be interacting with my family, to see them worry about things which won't matter and to predict their behaviour, would I be considered a God or a fortune teller? 

And at work, which would mean a single repeated work day, I'll predict what my opponent says and present my counter arguments like a person who is over prepared. I would spend less time at work, probably and snub all the people whom I detest. 

But journaling would be a challenge as each past entry would vanish with the new sunrise. Imagine spending decades journaling in a single notepad. 

Moving past such minor inconveniences, I would read all the books from my 'to be read', and some days go sit in the library for hours to spare. 

I would learn to paint with oil paints and make portraits and landscapes. I would master my art and gloat about my achievements ... But more than anything, I would enjoy the learning curve and find joy in the process.

For what is the point of achievements when they will be non existent the next day? It is certainly not the destination but the journey, when time resets.

All this makes me think, what if this life is a groundhog day of sorts, where your achievements are forgotten, sooner or later, but what remains is how you felt. This world is a personalised universal experience, only I can experience the world for me and without me, my world doesn't exist. 

The only thing of importance for me then, is the ability to appreciate little joys and worry a whole lot less. 

Lastly, in this inexhaustible list I would add that the day be somewhere between the months of September and October... When there might be chances of light rain and blue skies for rest of the day. Although blue skies are my favourite, I am afraid I'd stop noticing, after a while. So to keep things fresh, I would hope for a little rain and a beautiful sunset.