Perfect days don’t exist because they are exquisite down to the tiniest detail; the weather full of sun and warmth, the location exotic and intoxicating or the people inviting and entertaining.
Perfect days are the sum of all parts I suppose, but practically speaking they are flawless because we are present in the moment. We let go of our expectations and embrace the spontaneity that allows for magic.
Perfect days like perfect moments are to be embraced. Miraculous because they are not meant to last.
Just meant to be remembered.
