Sometimes a good day is made up of nothing but a cup of tea that tastes right and a song you haven't heard for ages or the smell of the rain coming down the open window.
Too often we are waiting for something big to happen that we forget about all the things that have already happened around us. There is happiness in the everyday, in the mornings that are slow, in laughing until your stomach hurts and finding something beautiful in an otherwise ordinary day.
Perhaps a life well lived is not a life where nothing goes wrong, but one where you find the beauty in every little thing.