D day

If you ask me how, when or where is my perfect day, I only can say you: “I’ don’t know!”. And I not answer you this because I’m an embittered person, but I think that anybody beginning the day saying : “oh! This is a perfect day” or “I would like that this day to be perfect”. So, I think that the correct question is have you had some perfect day? How it was? … For me, the unique rule for a perfect day is not planning anything.
I have had many “perfects days” with different people, in dissimilar places and in all moments of mi life, but I didn’t wait for this specials days, never wake up in the morning thinking in have a great day and organizing my hours. I remember some rides with my parents to the countryside or the beach, and most recently my trip with Catalina and Carla at Buenos Aires, it was great and some days really perfect!! ^^, we walked a lot in the day, ate too much pizza, bought many books and in the night… we danced (or tried) tango and meet lovely people; or our “course tour” in Caleu the last week (it was crazy!) , etc., but now, after of the “D day” I can say “yes, it was a perfect day”, anything was planned and like in the song, I only can to be grateful and remember people who were with me these days…
I don’t know why, but when I read the topic of this week, I immediately thought in the poem of Amado Nervo “In peace”… do you know it? When I think in people that say “I don’t believe in the “perfect day “ I remember this verses:

“(...) That if I extracted the honey or the gall of things
Was because I put in they gall or honey tasty
When planted roses, always harvested roses (...)