Today involved a funeral and then a four-hour nap, and I just looked at my watch and was quite startled to realize it was 8:00 already, which is a thing that happens when you sleep the entire afternoon away.

If you’re looking for something to do, I would appreciate a word– a sniglet, you might say– for a funeral that you attend out of social obligation and not personal loss, so that you can mention you went to it without someone telling you they’re sorry for your loss.