.a written note.

I just randomly stumbled upon a question on the internet and I would really like to answer it. “Describe how you feel when you walk outside to a perfect day.” Ans.: At first, when I’m getting ready to go somewhere, I’m usually very speedy about the very activity of it and don’t really have anything in mind unless it’s a planned special day (meeting with someone, anyone; a plan to go somewhere, anywhere). I am usually more intrigued by the unplanned perfection of a day. Since I really have a hard time waking up in the morning, I’m not exactly happy about the start of the day. But when I’m all set and go downstairs, step outside residence, the sight of a sunny day makes me delighted. It wakes me up powerfully. There’s something about the natural clock and the way time changes with morning and its vibrant colours and a slight shower of daylight peeking through thick branches of trees up above, the road-the pathway looks so fresh and energetic, I’d keep walking to drench myself...