It’s 4 p.m., or sometime after your favorite NFL team’s game has just come to an end and you’ve realized that you doubled the allotted beer consumption you gave yourself before the game. But win or lose, you know one thing that’s consistent with every Sunday night: the anxiety that sets in before your return to work, school, or the office. It’s the Sunday Scaries, and if you haven’t figured out what they are by now, you’re a rare breed. But studies have shown that over half of millennials suffer from them, and once you start, it’s pretty damn tough to stop.
In an effort to avoid your Scaries amplifying themselves, we have coping mechanisms. When all of these coping mechanisms come together in the comfort of your own home, we have The Panic Room. Citing a column written at length about Panic Rooms, they can be summed up fairly simply:
The Panic Room has a consistent mix of sensory objects, all intentionally used to either heighten relaxation or diminish anxiety.
Sunday after Sunday, I sit in my bed with an iced water and the television playing just about two volume notches too low and rate the panic rooms that people submit to me. And now, it’s time to offer everyone a breakdown of the tradition we’ve come to love.