People define a good day differently. To some, it's simply a day filled with surprises; to some, it's a day where they are able to complete their to-do list; and to some, every day is a good day regardless of how it went as long as they're alive. Every day has its own blessings, but that's only if we are able to see beyond the sad events and appreciate the little things that go unnoticed, like the ability to eat, laugh, walk, play, and breathe good air, etc. Regardless, we still have an imaginary picture of what a good day looks like.
Cook a good meal for my younger brother and you'll see him smiling all through the day. The day doesn't look rough to him just after such a meal, and it seems to help him get rid of the bad energy the day probably came with. I might not be sure if that defines what a good day is—eating his favorite meal—but it gives him a good aura that makes coming close to him feel safe. Maybe meals work for some people, because I've noticed the same bright countenance from my fiancée each time she eats any of her favorite meals.
I strongly believe there's a good day just as equally as there is a bad day. Beyond life, fresh breath, and all, there are days we put on a smile and wish never end. The day seems to answer certain longings that have been there, and one's heart is suddenly filled with gratitude and joy as they replay the events that transpired during the day. Everything has its equal and opposite side. While there are moments we pray for sunset to erase the encounter of the day before, there are also days we wish would never fade as we reminisce.
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For me, a good day is a day when I'm able to do all my tasks, especially when I'm able to finish them earlier. I'm a procrastinator—not as a habit, but I procrastinate a lot when it comes to doing tasks. As long as it's not a few minutes to the deadline, I always believe there's still time, and I'll end up rushing to beat the clock. As much as I don't like the rush hours, I still find myself there, wanting to be the few-minutes superhero, and it really does get pretty awful sometimes. It becomes a thing of joy if I'm able to beat this habit and make a difference, even if it's just for a day.
Sometimes making a lot of money adds to the fragment that spices up the day. But it's only what spices the good day and not what makes it. I love knowing I've been productive for a day, and the feeling is awesome. Completing a task and making money makes my day look productive, and this is why they both define a good day for me. I appreciate life every day, but while I live, I want to know every day adds value to either me or the people around me, and when I'm sure it does, then the day becomes not just productive but also good.