To all of you living at home right now, this one’s for you. I understand what many of you are going through. Returning to live with your parents after thriving in K-Town, USA would be quite the change to make, even if there wasn’t a global case of the uglies going down as we speak. The days of online school start blurring together, and if your family is also working from home, it may seem that all of you are doing the same song and dance day in and day out.

I’m afraid my problem may be more literal than I thought earlier. When my dad started making his joke referencing the hit 1993 com/rom romp Groundhog Day featuring Chris Elliot and Andie MacDowell, I thought it was a quippy and insightful observation about the lived experiences of many people. However, he has now said the same thing to me every day for the past three months. I truly can’t tell you if my father is doubling down on his jape, or if something more sinister is happening.

I need help. I really can’t listen to this joke about every day feeling the same again. I’m worried that maybe I am in fact stuck in some sort of loop, or maybe he is? It’s been a while since I’ve seen the movie. But I can feel it. It happens at night. Something resets, and I’m forced to experience another day, dreading the moment when the man who raised me will start talking about how much daily life resembles a blockbuster film with a cult following. 

Oh fuck oh no. I can feel it. It’s going to happen soon. Don’t forget about me please, I really need t-

To all of you living at home right now, this one’s for you. I understand what many of you are going through. Returning to live with your parents after thriving in K-Town, USA would be quite the change to make, even if there wasn’t a global case of the uglies going down as we speak.