Comment ça va?

Sometimes life feels like the movie Groundhog Day. Every day it's the same, every interaction is a mirror of days prior. It wont change until something big happens, until automatons stop showing up for work, cops stop sending people to jail, and politicos stop taking bribes. Until then, nothing is going to change, it will always be Groundhog Day, waiting for a furry over grown rat to tell us if it sees it's shadow or not, with a blizzard just outside of our door keeping us at bay. For now, I think I'll just work on myself, so when the day does move on, I'll do something so different that you wont have a choice but to say hello.