Today I met Brad Pitt in Shoppers Drug Mart.
No I’m kidding, it was Patrick Dempsey picking up a prescription.
Okay, okay, no star sightings today. It was just a regular day. A regular happy day.
I guess I’m very lucky, most of my days are happy.
I’m not tall. I’m not rich. And I don’t turn heads on campus — I’m a lot older and covered in more clothing than the average young person traipsing about.
But I’m tall enough to ride the roller coasters. I have plenty to eat and I go shopping often enough to make me worry about my consumerist ways. And I still feel attractive — especially after I visit my stylist, the magician.
Regular days are happy days if you’re lucky.