Do you ever wake up with that feeling? I think the closest word is dread. Wanting the day to be over as it’s beginning. Wishing for the nothing of sleep instead of life’s veritable consciousness. The hours died around me and I finally left my room to shower at noon. I vegetated the next few hours by the light of my phone and decided I didn’t want to feel like this.

I googled things to do and felt alienated from the world. Is this really what people like doing here? Looking at old boats? But within those listings I found an art museum and booked an uber even though they were under two hours from close.

I walked through their beautiful gardens and...