The bus ride to work felt longer than it was yesterday, the city sliding past in a gray blur of early morning commuters and rain-slicked windows. I loved it.

I sat near the back, phone in hand, scrolling through social media and then emails while the heater blasted too-hot air against my legs. Yesterday's message from the email still sat in my inbox - unread, or so I thought - but when I tapped it open, the green confirmation banner stared back at me like it had been there all along. I frowned, thumb hovering over the screen.

Did I open this yesterday? I remember I did unlock my phone...