happy days

Do you ever have those days, where everything that could possibly go wrong in the world — went right? Days where you don't have to give a care in the world because everything in the world took care of themselves. Days where you have more than perfect conversations with your most favourite people — everyone laughs and it all feels real, conversations aren't clouded with judgement and fear, or lies and insecurities. Days where all the photos you take can look ridiculously hideous but those, too, are real — the unglamness, the unwanted pores and fat thighs, and you can't be bothered with how perfectly imperfect they look. Days where all you want to do is buy yourself flowers, buy all your friends flowers, for no reason in particular, except "why not". Days where you indulge like you haven't eaten in weeks, you remember the digits on your weighing scale but you don't even care, and chocolates aren't consumed to heal a heartbreak. Days that feel like a million helium balloons and candy and fluffy clouds that appear like sheep and speaking of which, you really want a balloon. Days where you want to tell everyone that they are beautiful and express their importance in your life — articulating every syllable and treasuring every second, because if not now, then when?

Today feels like one of those days.
Too often, I write about bad days and sad stories but today will be different for today is a very good day, I have no idea why it's so so happy and good but it really is and it's a perfect day to be grateful for everything ☺️ if not now, then when?