This past Wednesday, February 2, was Groundhog Day. So, there was a marathon of the Bill Murray film of the same name where he relives the same day over and over again. How I wish I could do the same. I don't know the future, but I know I fear it. It's always filled with disappointment.(Before someone says it can be filled with joy, etc. I could have numerous fortunate events happen to me, it doesn't matter. I can't feel happiness. It's akin to showing a rainbow to a blind person). However, to repeat the same day would be great. I'd know what would happen and leave it as that. "Knowledge is power" and that foreknowledge would be so comforting. I wouldn't change my day. I wouldn't try to learn the piano or learn ice sculpting. Why ruin paradise with facing my mediocrity? I could relive the day a million times and still be trying to get my fingers right on the keys. No, the comfort of going to sleep knowing the same day was coming, that nothing would change, nothing would be unknown and that there would be nothing to fear. Yes, I'd still have my depression, but to be removed of the stress of the unknown ( the relief of stress is one of the very few things I can feel as it's related to pleasure). Whereas Murray's character, "Phil Connors" was frustrated, I might actually cry tears of joy knowing I didn't have to be afraid.