Perfect Moments

So yesterday was my birthday.
There wasn't anything especially special about it- I got some really nice gifts, everyone was extra special nice to me, I looked really pretty (and felt that way too, for once.)
The really funny thing about birthdays is that everyone expects them to be perfect, to be so much more exciting and special then any other day. But honestly, it's just a day. And there are no such things as perfect days, and to expect one would just be setting your self up for disappointment. There are definitely such things as perfect moments though- those few seconds when everything is completely right with the world, when you have no fears or thoughts or doubts about anything. See why they only last a moment?
Well, to get to the point, I had one semi-perfect moment yesterday. Just one, and it was pretty beautiful.
Since my dad can't really function well in restaurants anymore (Looooong story. Long long long story) we picked up dinner instead from one of my favorite places. As soon as I walked in, I noticed someone staring at me from behind the counter. I was really flattered, but it was sort of funny too- I could only see half of him from where he was standing. So he stared at me, and I looked back at him, and then I stood on tip toe to get a better look- it was like we were flirting without even talking to each other. He was a cute guy, too- maybe a year or so older than me, with blonde hair and a nice face. So as we were leaving I turned around to get one last look, and he smiled and waved at me. I smiled and raised my eyebrows at him, and we left.
Of course I'll probably never see him again, and I don't even know anything about him, but- it was like I had grown up into my age all at once, just because some guy thought I was worth flirting with. And then as we were driving back home, I looked up at the sky, which was this incredible robins-egg blue color, and shut my eyes, and I had my perfect moment.
So I guess my birthday wasn't a total loss. :)