Perfect day

Ah a picture perfect day. Beautiful summer skies, glorious sunshine, a day no one has to die. Middle eastern peace? A million dollar scratch ticket suddenly found?

I don't want any of these. I'm selfish. To me the perfect day would be a moment, I could find joy again. A day I woke up and didn't have to drag myself out of bed. A day the smile in my face was not fake or painted on. A day where that strange bird, that odd creature that lives in the land beyond Emily Dickinson's hope, the solitary joy appears.

A day I woke up and truly enjoyed living, what a perfect day.