Yesterday passed in a blur of fatigue.
I remember it was a beautiful day, sunny and mild, horsetail clouds all over the sky. A good day to go outside and learn to ride your bike or do some gardening or fly a kite or take a walk with your dog.
Some days I can be awake my whole 16 hours; other days I shuffle through with eyes half-open, seeing everything as a blur. Yesterday was a blur day.
Today is not looking to be much better, as much of it as I can see.