Every day is the same, yet so different.
6:00 AM - Wake up, stretch, and scream at the cat.
6:30 AM - Breakfast of champions: cereal with a side of regret.
7:00 AM - Stumble to the shower, still half asleep.
8:00 AM - Get dressed in the dark, because who needs mirrors, anyway?
9:00 AM - Commute to the cubicle, where I will spend the next 8 hours trapped.
5:00 PM - Lunchtime! Usually just a sad desk salad.
6:00 PM - Commute back home, where I will spend the evening binge-watching reruns of The Price is Right.
10:00 PM - Bedtime! Or, rather, "bedtime" after a few more hours of scrolling through my phone.
But wait, is this all there is? And, honestly, what even is my life?