Nothing out of the ordinary happened. No one said anything remarkable. The coffee machine just beeped once or twice.
The sun shone, but only a little. The birds didn't even sing. It was just... existing.
Some people went to work, others stayed in bed. No one achieved anything noteworthy, but that's okay, right?
It was, in short, a day without any real significance. A day without any real excitement. A day that just... was.