A Perfect Day
This exercise suggested by a friend/mentor would have been interesting begun more than 30 years ago and rewritten every five years without reviewing previous renditions. In the recesses of memory there have been several perfect days in my life. One wonders though whether those fleeting synapse impressions are accurate. That's a different exploration as we consider what it might be like were that day to be tomorrow. It's not chronological, but activities that may vary and accepting the flow of what comes has become an important part of my personal definitions of happiness and success. Early The day would begin without an alarm's noise before sunrise. The exercise of grinding the coffee beans and the wavering odor of a fresh coffee pot hints at hope. Waking daily to a mental song from history (another day's writing), a brief analysis ensues accepting or rejecting relevance. The first hours are spent in reading and writing. Depending on the day that m