listening to: at last
cyndi lauper

How many perfect days are allowed to go by consecutively? I'm stretching them out with absolute pleasure, savouring every minute, luxuriating in their unpredictability.

On a perfect day, you wake with a slow smile on your face, and with a certainty of being able to weather anything, and everything. Not everything might go absolutely right,but you're still good, because you know everything has its moment, and it is now.

On a perfect day, i ditch my usual drill, and contemplate instead on the opposite; what i can do for you

On a perfect day, i am filled with the realisation that i am suddenly, inexplicably different. What a difference one person can make :)

And the difference is you, lord.