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And yet I wonder how else I would have made it through the temporal slog of an era when neologisms like Blursday entered the language with good reason.

Trendy as it may be to complain about “blursday,” the pandemic’s conflation of weekdays and weekends may be also helping the sleep-deprived by eliminating the “social jet lag” that comes from waking early Monday after sleeping in on Sunday.

This year, “anitracism,” “Before Times,” “BIPOC,” “Blursday,” “pandemic,” “Zoom” and “covidiot” all made the list of nominees, but two front-runners emerged as the embodiment of months of chaotic events and despondent feelings.

Days blend together, and I find myself confused as to whether it’s Monday or Thursday — or Blursday, as someone put it.

Nine weeks into lockdown, each morning dawns another Blursday.