Another day has ended and it's fine. Very fine. It's just like any other day that it will end fruitfully because you did something, you achieved something. Being busy sometimes, if not often alters your mind in ways you cannot even imagine has been there.
The moral in life is that, things does not come clearly. It only comes clearly when you work on them. So start working on them, NOW!
Hmmm.... That might be a fair point. Then again, neither you nor I will remember this moment in time six years from now. Or even two. Or even one. In that case, what does the ending to this day really mean?