It feels like Groundhog Day
I go to work, come home, go to the gym, make dinner then go to bed. The weekends are spent cleaning and cooking. Then repeat. Only punctuated by the occasional outing. I wish for something more.
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I had ground hog for breakfast. Sausage and eggs.