Had one of those mundane, ordinary days that are actually extraordinary with the right perspective. Woke up next to this love of mine, completely wrapped up and warm. Kissed him goodbye. Enjoyed my warm coffee on a long car ride. Spent all day doing something I’ve wanted to do since I was 16 years old. Belly laughed trying to do pull-ups at the gym. Now I’m eating Honey-Ohs out of the box while we sort through our taxes.
Not every day is as eventful as a day on vacation or a Saturday. But there is still magic in every day.