"...it's just that it goes at all."

perfect day - a day that is simply good; a day that doesn't stand out because of one perfect moment, but because of a culmination of perfect little moments.

I had two of them this weekend.

I visited Jess and Nate this weekend, and it was blissful. I beat the storm by a couple of minutes and spent the duration of a tornado warning in the window surrounded living room of their second floor apartment. We hung out with Nate's brothers and talked and laughed and watched movies. We had breakfast the next morning and were served by the crankiest waitress I have ever met...and somehow that just made the weekend even better.

I visited with Jordan, who is now engaged to Justin :) I miss her...

I was supposed to make my way back to the country after that, but I decided I wasn't done visiting with Jess yet, so I filled the time while I waited for her to get done at work. I went and saw Shelly and reminisced about the past and speculated about the future for a few hours.

Then I went to Elizabeth Park and read a little and walked a little. I love walking through a park by myself. It always makes me feel a little bit like Elizabeth Bennett walking through the garden when Darcy brings her the infamous letter. Mr. Darcy wasn't there, but it was still blissful.

Then I went back to Jess, and we watched Ever After and part of Moulin Rouge and girl-talked until we fell asleep. This morning was full of more wonderful talks.

And then I had to go back to reality. Which isn't so bad, but I kind of sort of miss the weekend.

"Let's not go to sleep tonight. It's not that it goes too fast; it's just that it goes at all."