But since that will most likely never happen, I'll settle for a different type of perfect day. I'd ask you to close your eyes and imagine this, but then you wouldn't be able to read what I've written. My day would go something like this:
I wake up under my nice warm covers with the sun lighting my room up once again. I open my eyes and smile. I can see my boyfriend sprawled out like a starfish on the other half of the bed. I slide under the starfish arm closest to me until he pulls me closer. Just like a starfish would before it devours its prey.
We're staying in the city I spent most of my high school years at. All those years of homework and teenage melodrama, I now miss. Those years were far from carefree, but I was healthy and I had lots of friends that I absolutely loved. You don't realize how much you'll miss those days.
I look out the bedroom window and I see pine trees and tall grass and wildflowers. It's late spring, so the air is warm and everything is in bloom. We shower, get dressed, and eat before we start our day. My Lupus doesn't even cross my mind. I'm not in any pain and I'm full of energy.
After we finish chowing down, we fill our water bottles and hop in my car. When we finally reach our destination, I grin when I see my boyfriend's reaction. I don't think he's ever seen anything like this. You can't hear the sounds of traffic. All you can hear is wind in the trees. Looking around, all you can see are trees. And a path leading up the mountain. It's about a 5 mile climb to the top, and our legs are burning by the time we reach it. But looking out at the view, we realize it's all worth it.
|Photography by Megan McCarthy|
You can see the world from up here. We admire the view. Even though I've been up here a few times, it still takes my breath away. And my boyfriend is just as impressed. We sit up here and just take time to talk with one another. It's been a while since we've had the opportunity to. Eventually, we pull ourselves away and start our descent. We get to my car, and drive down to my favorite restaurant where all my friends are waiting for us.
They make the most incredible fries in the world there. I hope I never find out what's in them, because it can't be healthy for you. They always arrive at your table hot and crispy and a golden brown. There's no better way to make a memory than a bucket of fries and a group of your friends to share it with.
All my dearest friends are there waiting for us. We order two buckets of fries and spend the rest of the day talking and laughing and having more fun than I've had in years. It feels so good just to hang out. No planning. The only money coming out of our pockets is for food. We aren't spending money to have a good time. We're just enjoying each other's company and that's all we really need.
By the time my boyfriend and I get home, it's dark out. We make ourselves a quick dinner of appetizers and sit on the back porch looking at all the stars. We take a deep breath in. The air here isn't full of smog. Instead it's clean and crisp. It feels the way air is meant to be. And it smells like heaven.
That would be a perfect day for me. I have had days similar to this, but never exactly like this. I still need to take my boyfriend up there so he can experience it for himself. It's such a wonderful feeling.
What would make your day perfect?