When you think of a perfect day, what comes to mind is as unique as your fingerprint. What does a perfect day look like for you? Has it happened already, or is it an aspiration? Do you think you’d recognize it at the time, or would it be perfect only in retrospect? Is it a sweeping sunset on a remote mountaintop? A lazy day, drinking sangria in the park (as it famously was for Lou Reed)? Is it found within a river of protestors, fists raised to the sky as you cry out for justice? A sleepy morning in your dinosaur pyjamas, eating cereal with the one you love most? A perfect day is intensely personal, individually iconic, and shines a light on what’s important to each of us. May you have many of them throughout your life.

There are many perfect days, but this one is mine.