19 May 2012
Right now I don't think I could be any happier as I sit here reading Dear John in the middle of my front yard. The warm sun beams down on me merrily. I occasionally glance over to the cul-de-sac where my neighbor is riding her bike for exercise. All around me birds chatter and sing, glad that they can feel the warmth of the sun on their wings. The grass is freshly cut and all is silent except for the chirps of birds and the hum and roars of cars. Today is a perfect day.
Today Is A Perfect Day • Opuss № I