“Ideal is what comes and what you make of it.”
When I think about my ideal day, my thoughts instantly takes a turn towards a non-planned day with few adventures and just enjoying the flow of the day. Yes, there are many things which I wish to do like book reading in a café surrounding colors and plants, hot cup of tea with a pen and notebook near a flowing stream with the music of running water, chirping of birds and whispers of the trees, or maybe walking down the street and doing window shopping, but clubbing them into one ideal day is not my cup of tea.
I guess most of the people have their “ideal” stuff figured out, I did too. But as life unfolded in front of me, I tilted towards more of enjoying what comes my way and grow and glow with it. I think that’s how you are more open to life. Sure I love when my plan works, but I don’t mind spontaneity either. I rather embrace it. I used to get upset a lot in my early 20s when things didn’t go as planned and it kept me cranky most of the time. I released the plan with the blow of my fallen eyelash and wished for a more free and wild life.
So, my ideal day is a blank page of my book waiting to be filled with new things, experiences, people and feelings with different moods throughout the day and peace in the heart when I lay on my bed at night.
…until next time