An ordinary day. It's harder to find the great and the good in the ordinary. But why should it be harder? Why do we need the extraordinary to be great? Why can't the perfectly ordinary be amazing?
I went into town and met a friend. We went to the cinema and saw Identity Thief. I came home, we had a chippy for dinner. We watched TV. Then we went to bed.
Yes it was an ordinary day.
Yes it was great.
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