The afternoon was likewise mired in a daze I couldn't shake. That, combined with some things that are hitting me especially hard lately, resulted in my curling up in bed and sleeping until I awoke in a confused sweat. I don't know what's going on with me.
The funk continued until I made some dinner later in the evening. Felt better just in time to decide to take in the fireworks—a phenomenal view of the Lake Union show was just a block from my home. Lots of strangers taking in the sight, including a perturbed racoon who had no idea why so many people had suddenly shown up in his stomping grounds. No sense of patriotism or celebration, that one.