Don't we all feel that way from time to time? That we're God? I do. In fact, I feel that way almost all of the time. I think any wisdom I may have accumulated isn't because I'm wise but rather that I've done stupid things so many times, over and over again, that I finally figure out that I shouldn't do these stupid things. Does that sound like wisdom? Or does it sound like the reaction a chipmunk would have if you shocked it every time it touched its food dish? You wouldn't call the chipmunk wise - you'd say it got tired of getting shocked Maybe I'm not even a God. Maybe I'm a chipmunk.
So the character begins to behave generously. He takes thousands of Groundhog Days to learn how to play the piano and he helps a homeless guy and he buys tons of insurance from an annoying agent. Things turn out well. Eventually, he wakes up and it's Groundhog Day plus one and he's escaped the loop and re-entered linear time and all is well, all is well, all is well.
I'm not sure at the moment whether the point is to encourage all of us to good behavior or to convince everyone that I'm a God.
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