Normal Day

Today it's a good day. I feel free to do whatever I want and talk to whomever I want.

It reminds me of a Beatles song I like to listen to:

The Beatles
Free As A Bird
Free as a bird,
it's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.

Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.

Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?

Where did we lose the touch
that seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...

Free as a bird,
like the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.

Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.

Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free.

Free as a bird.
It's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.

I know the meaning of the song isn't actually what I'm relating to, but it does make me think about life and everything else around us.

Everyday I smile. I smile to forget and to forgive.