A good day

It still takes a bit of effort for me to think of happy, positive topics to write about. My mind seems to wander to thoughts of isolation, perfectionism, and unmet expectations. I think words for these things come more easily because struggles are easier to focus on than the positive things in life. Even now (when I’m trying to write an upbeat post) it’s hard not to sound mopey! I think it’s a good idea to make an effort to turn my mind to positive things and grab them before they slip away uneventfully.

Today was a good day, so I thought I’d just reflect on that for a little bit. I don’t want to gloat about it, I just think there’s too much to complain about in the world today. I’m hoping it might be good for anyone reading this to remind them of what their good days might look like, to reduce the chance of them missing it when the next one comes along (like I almost did).

For me, this good day started with an unplanned visit from a friend, who I invited in for a coffee. This ended up leading to a Sunday afternoon filled with company, conversation, and some tasty food. It wasn’t anything too eventful, but these things are what I consider to be the high life.

The day ended in front of a fire, just listening to my girlfriend and the rain. There didn’t seem to be any barriers between us as we chatted, and that’s always been a great feeling. Flashes of lightning reminded me of how comfortable and warm I was. It struck me that this is where I wanted to be. This is was what I wanted life to look like, and that was really nice.