Let me let you in on a little secret

You can’t plan for happiness. When you plan for something big, and bet on it being fun with your whole heart, it’s a recipe for a bad day.

It rains. It pours. People fart and dogs shit on sidewalks. You get cold sores where you’re supposed to get kissed and sexy leather leggings make swishy sounds when you walk in them.

Continue to daydream, fantasize, and be ridiculously optimistic. Just remember, once the moment arrives, to let things be what they are. Don’t force it.