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Every day felt the same, yet I couldn’t shake the feeling of time marching on. Events still happened, breakups and spats and new friendships amongst my social circle back in Houston, but my actual experience was waking up every day, moving 3 feet to my desk, working, eating, sleeping, repeating. I grew really obsessed with Groundhogs Day, Palm Springs… media about time loops.
