Sometimes a day is a day when you are overwhelmed with gratitude and appreciation for family or friends who bring food over when you call them to tell them you lost track of time and forgot to make the dinner you invited them over to eat.
Sometimes a day is a day when you are told to be the adult in a relationship, and you're able to answer, I'm ahead of you by a month, I already extended the olive branch, he hasn't taken it, ball's in his court.
Sometimes a day is the eve of a journey that could fulfill a childhood dream, and you are overwhelmed by that realization.
And sometimes, a day is just a day.
But not today. Today, was a day.