It’s Groundhogs Day… Again

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Well I find myself in this place, again.

The same day parades before my eyes over and over again.

I’m waiting for my groundhog to pop his head out and let me know if there will be six more weeks of winter or not.

I can feel the tension mounting; I can see the strands of the rope pull taunt and start to fray.

Something is going to give.

It has to. I have to hope that. I have to believe that.

I can see the sun behind the clouds, this time its going to be different. Winter is going to end soon. It has to. It cannot stay this way forever.

So I’m going to sit here and wait. Wait because I have no other choice.

Eventually he’s going to have to take a peek and give me an answer, but until then I am stuck on this cold ground waiting.

And waiting.

It’s groundhogs day… again.