Steph’s Group Blog – A Perfect Day

A blogger I’ve been following for quite a while, Stephanie Faris, is starting up a “group blog” thing. Each Thursday, everyone participating writes on the same topic and links up. Seems like a cool idea (i.e., it saves me the trouble of thinking up a topic), so why the heck not? This week’s topic:

Your Perfect Day

…you’ve been given one day, from the time you wake up until the time you go to bed, to do whatever YOU want to do. Today is a day to be completely selfish. You can bring along anyone you want on this wonderful day…or you can go it alone. What would you do?

This is tough. I’ve had so many great moments. Assuming there isn’t some mystical genie around allowing me to warp time and events, that the situation is a teeny bit more grounded than that, I guess I’d have to shake out the bliss and tie them all together.

Waking Up

First thing: I’d wake up rested and refreshed. Almost more importantly, I’d wake up with out anything on my body hurting–for it would be cool to start the day with something original.

It would be cool, but not cold. It would be quiet but not silent, with gentle sounds of nature wafting in on the intermitent breeze.

catatpc 260Breakfast would be a bean burrito with green chile, just like every day. (Hey, I find something that works for me, I go with it.) I would then plop myself at my computer and tend to my computery business–again, just like every day. After checking my blogs, Twitter, Facebook, and so on, I’d get a message in email from the owners of the Terminator franchise telling me they wanted to purchase the entire third season of TSCC from me as well as have me pen the next two movies. (Sorry…apparently I took a quick nap. No more genie wish-fulfillment stuff.)

I dash off my daily pages in under an hour because it was more like creative dictation than work. The end result being golden. (For those who might wonder…I’m a writer. I write. I love to write.) So, now I get to embrace the day.

Seizing the Carp Day

viewontahoe 260I’d step out of my isolated little villa overlooking a wood-lined clear lake. The sky would be blue with a few happy clouds. The temperature would be in the 70s with a caressing breeze insinuating itself at every desired interval. I’d sit and gaze out westward at my beautiful wonderland.

From the wood would emerge a fawn. Then a buck. Then a doe (a deer….a female deer). They would not bound away when I moved, but accept me as a nonthreatening friend. Of course there would also be birds birding and squirrels squirreling as is right an proper for them to do in this oasis.

I go to the guest villa to visit my adoptive/adopted/extended family. Many hugs. Many laughs. A few horses, and dogs, and cats, and turtles, and (well, you get the picture).

I return to my little piece of Heaven for a light lunch. As I relax in gustatory bliss, Shannyn[[daggerto]] appears. We talk about past, future, dreams, reality, and everything in between. Some of this is at the villa, some during a short hike around the lake and woods (with friendly guest appearances by occasional fauna).

As the Sun Wanes

sunsetcouple 260Shannyn and I collaborate on dinner. Afterwards, we continue to enjoy each other’s company. From the sunset to the emergence of more stars than people get to see any more, we just share the experience. Since it’s a perfect day, even the insects leave us in peace.


And that, for me, is a version of a perfect day. Quiet. Creative. Shared with people I love. I’ve been blessed to have more elements of that (and more) in my life. One day…nay, a month wouldn’t be enough to hold it.

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