There is On, and there is Off. But there is mostly: Neither.
It seems there are lots of different classifications for the highs: The Red-Letter Day, the Gold Star Day, the Five Star Day. There are also names for the lows: The Crappy Day, The Horrible Day, or, as my high school French teacher called it: The Blue Funk. I’ve found only one name for the days in the middle, though, and that is simply: Everyday.
Everyday is neither here nor there. Everyday is the day that lets you wake up with nothing in particular to look forward to, and go to sleep having done nothing particularly exhausting.
But – Oh! – the joy when Everyday turns into an On Day, before our eyes and seemingly beyond our control. On Days provide the fizzy bubbles to the otherwise Still Water of Everyday. They create sparks and chemistry. They make us sexy; they turn us into the people we always hoped we’d become, even if we did not know when, or how to do so.
On Days make us proud, they connect us with the past, with the people we used to be who dreamt that they would turn into an On Person, one who is magnetic and confident, one to whom the things they want come with ease and elegance. One who likes what they see in the mirror, and more, importantly, likes how they feel when they are not looking in the mirror.
I’m on the fence as to whether or not it is cosmic intervention that can take an ordinary Tuesday evening and turn it into One Of Those Nights. I’d like to think it is; to assume that it’s anything more temporal would be to imply that we have greater control over changing an Everyday to an On Day – which indicates a consistent and disappointing failure to actively do so.
So if Everyday, I relinquished that power back to the planets, now that they have seemed to align in such a way as to share it with me, I will take it and run with it. I’ve been given a reminder, an excellent reminder, of how an On Day feels; of how Everyday can feel. As a close friend encouraged me: “It’s fun, put on the bulletproof vest and jump in.”
So I will jump into the unknown and try to take – or share – the reigns with the celestial bodies that may or may not determine our fates, and make the effort to do those old dreams proud: to be the self that feels true, the self that feels sexy and confident, the self that has faith in the known and unknown; to be, simply, my On-Self.