Through all the repeats

I’ve had only the glass to

Keep me company

I look into it

On its surface I can see

Pairs of my own eyes

I’m here when I wake

I glance at the reflections

And see ever more

How many faces

Can I see in the mirror?

I keep losing count...

This has been done before—twice that I know of!! So for it to be “original”—it must be heavily subverted…like Wanda/Vision meets Ground Hog Day meets Sidekicks.

Consider theme (mindset) and corresponding goal…

What if one of them is making the day repeat (like in the comic with the future assassin who’s the MC’s x-boyfriend’s son—she was the antagonist all along <<twist>>)? I like upbeat stori...

At first, she didn’t realize it was happening. The days had started bleeding together weeks ago, around the time she start falling asleep while reciting the next morning’s calendar.

“Wake up. Make coffee. Call my clients to remind them of our meetings. Get dressed. Log into court.”

So the first time she relived the day, she only noticed a vague deja vu. A sense that maybe she’d visualized this ...

Every morning I wake up to your eyes gazing at me with so much adoration and your breathing so quiet. You place a kiss on my head and I already know what’s going to happen next but you make it still feel like a surprise. The same day with you is like a million days new and I’m no longer mad about it....

“I’m not doing this again with you!!” Mary yelled when she woke up in the same bed again next to John for the fourth time today.

“This isn’t a picnic for me either Mary.” John grinned and tried to get ready....

I awoke frantically. The alarm on my phone blared the specific tune I chose for Tuesday. Damn it. Yup, day 3. Unless it’s a glitch in my alarms. Really tried staying up last night. I wanted to see if it would change anything. I had to try something.

Aleya woke suddenly now. Her eyes darting around the room until they locked with mine. She gave me a questioning face and I just nodded.

“Same day...

“Kipp, wake up. Come on, wake up already, you idiot”

I ignore the voice, forcing my lids to stay shut and my expression to remain neutral. I try to imagine that I am somewhere else, anywhere but here and with anyone but him. But the all too familiar scent of lemon scented floor cleaner and Freddys eucalyptus ointment makes it impossible to do so. Eventually, I let out a sigh and pry my eyes open....

I jolt awake, my heart beating fast. It feels like a million beats per minute. The room is completely dark and silent. The stillness doesn’t creep me out but there’s something else that does, I don’t know what it is. I look over at Jerry. He is sound asleep, exhausted from his work week. It’s been a rough one for him and he’s been passing out early every night. His temper can get to him when he’s ...

I open my eyes and just stare at the ceiling. Again. It’s morning again. The same Sunday morning again. For like the fiftieth time. I stopped counting, I stopped caring. I know everything that’s going to happen when I get out of bed, and I hate thinking about it. Instead I let my mind go blank and stare at the ceiling.

A small weight lands on my feet. My cat, Grizzabella. She meows at me, batting...

I jolted upright quickly from my sleep. The sun was coming in through my window hitting my face, warming it, just like the days before. It was 6:00am, just like the previous mornings. I was in my pink fuzzy pajama pants and junior year t shirt, just like the mornings before. I grabbed my phone which was sitting on my night stand, just as the mornings before. The date was October 13th 2021, just li...