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Day Two Hundred and Fifty-Two:  Bright

Sometimes days are bright, and sometimes they aren’t, and sometimes they are so convoluted that you won’t be able to tell.  Today has been a bright day.  I didn’t think it was going to be, but it was.  I was nervous, and my heart was pounding for more than half of it, but it was bright and shiny and new.  Everything is still so sunshine-y, and it makes me wonder why I would do anything but what I am doing.  I am so extremely exhausted though, from the nerves and from the day, and I wonder if I should get into bed or watch another few episodes of How I Met Your Mother.  I think both will happen, with my water bottle and a smile, because my dear was this not a perfect day.  A day that made me feel so good about myself that it is worth gushing over for an entire post.  A day that ended with a good pint with a good friend.  A day that can be ruined by nothing, because now it is done.

Gosh, I love days.

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