In a cold sweat, wondering what day it is, and why you still have last week's laundry to do.
You scroll through 5,000 notifications, 3,000 of which are just ads for "Limited Time Offers" that you're not interested in.
Which, inevitably, gets covered in a sea of crumpled up napkins and yesterday's takeout containers.
And the meaning of it all is just a never-ending cycle of caffeine-fueled productivity and existential dread.