After the events of Episode 1, John woke up on his couch with a pounding headache and a strong sense of existential dread. His life, once a never-ending cycle of monotony and tedium, had become a never-ending cycle of monotony and tedium with added feelings of despair.
John's couch was a sanctuary, a place where he could escape the crushing weight of his responsibilities and the crushing weight of his own mediocrity. But even the couch had become a source of stress, as he struggled to find the perfect pillow and blanket combination to suit his tastes.
John's sock drawer was a mess, a never-ending sea of missing socks and lone mates. He had lost count of how many socks he had lost, and was beginning to suspect that his socks were plotting against him.
John's refrigerator was a time capsule, a treasure trove of last week's leftovers and forgotten dreams. He was starting to think that his fridge was judging him, storing away evidence of his failures like some kind of culinary police state.