A Really Good Day

By: Javier Negrete Jr There have only been a few days that I can remember that the only word I could use to describe them as bliss. They were days that didnt necessarily revolve around me. They were days in which everyone was happy and that nothing was in their consciences that caused guilt or sadness. There was only love, friendship and family. Though, I love to have those types of days, I really envision a blissful day as days were there were no feelings of guilt; days where people really appreciated my contributions to their day and felt happier because they were around me. My day would be complete with a nice sofa in my parents living room with a fire cracking the burning wood under a chimney. The sun is set, the night is cold, but the house is warm. I have my Pandora radio tuned to City and Colour, and my desk is clean with only sketching paper, pencils, wire, and wire clippers to design my sculptures. This is my paradise day.