Showing posts with label musings: perfection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musings: perfection. Show all posts

Sunday, July 11, 2010

MUSE; WHEREVER YOU ARE IS MY BEST PLACE.



there are those times, difficult to describe but all the better to keep to yourself, when everything just seems to fall into place. each & every detail is immaculate, a thread away from perfection.

just like (a perfect morning) you open your eyes & you can tell it's morning with the sun streaming in through the blinds. you check your cellphone & you woke up three minutes before your alarm. you get up & stretch, feeling the muscles tingle. the shower water is already at a perfect warm temperature. the scent of shampoo is better than normal & today, you don't cut yourself while shaving. the air dries your hair just the way you want, no effort needed. you manage to flip your breakfast eggs without a spatula just by tossing the pan, a craft you've attempted for weeks but have finally mastered. the clothes you first see when you open your closet door happen to fit with the weather. you get your shoes & the laces are already unknotted. the key fits into the lock for once. every streetwalk light seems to turn green for you.

then there are most other days that fall in somewhere between mediocrity & downright unpleasant, where a tiny detail that anyone but you would miss brings a smile to your face. just that one.

when...
you're driving with your friends & that one singalong song comes on that you shout the lyrics to at the top of your lungs.
you get jokingly insulted & you have the perfect comeback waiting to kill at the tip of your tongue.
a 15 minute nap is actually refreshing.
you have a backup cardigan to wear when you're freezing in the library.
you're starving & your friends share their snacks with you.
you drink tons & tons of water but you don't have to go to the bathroom (yet).
you reach that level with a friend where silence is comfortable, not awkward.

perfect days are just perfect moments, perfect circumstances bounced one right after the other. a coincidence of sorts, a rarity for sure. yet better to be rare, if it would be cherished that much more.

playing | "내 곁에만 있어 (best place)" - shinee
photo | klickovic ; flickr