a perfect day

A friend of mine asked me a question the other day that still has me thinking.  The question came at moment of losing two of three jobs. The third only giving me a couple hundred a month. With rent coming up, a month behind on my phone and my car, this was NOT where I wanted to be. 
My friend is a business coach. He helps others create the business' that they dream of ..... at a cost I couldn't afford.
His question took me into a different realm. One that I only dream of. And only now and then, sigh, and continue on my way. My way to work. My way to the grocers. My way to my sisters, moms and friends. Never really staying still enough to even possibly take a step to, maybe, creating the space to begin.
The question was ..... What is your perfect day?

I had to stop. Completely. What would MY perfect day be? 

He saw my perplexity and said ....... You can create more than one perfect day. 

MORE THEN ONE? 

My mind reeled with ideas. Wake lazily? Go for a run? Or maybe a bike ride. Put on some indian flute music? Meditate and contemplate while doing a few yoga asanas?  Make some tea, enjoy time with my kitties or sit down with my lap top and finish writing any number of books and scripts I had started. Some almost as old as me. Maybe do some more research into quantum physics or string theory. Or maybe jump down a rabbit hole.
OH wait...... I would live on a lake in an Eichler home.  Maybe an adobe home. Oh wow, how about a huge log home.
Maybe I would wake up in southern France on the Mediterranean. In a villa over looking the sea.
What about in the mountains around Lake Tahoe?
AUGH!!!!

Okay ...... I'm still thinking about this. I was able to find a job that is closer to a 40 hour work week and within that job I have moments where I can ..... dream. If only for a moment.
I'm finding that within those moments of contemplating my perfect day are feelings of peace. Not that reeling feeling I had at the onset of this thought wave, but the clarity of sorting through thoughts and picking what would work for me. Here..... now.... right where I'm at.
IF I ever do win the lottery or actually finish one of my books and publish it, maybe I could dream a little bigger. For now ....... Keeping those feelings of peace are more enjoyable than the stress I was creating for myself in imagining ALL THOSE OTHER POSSIBILITIES.
Although so, so, so wanting, the anxiety I felt was not.

My perfect day would start with waking up slowly, spend a few moments being grateful for being, play some nice meditative music, meditate, stretch to the rhythms of flutes, chimes, bells and drums, enjoy some time with my cats while the water gets hot on the stove for some tea. Spend two or three hours writing, reading, researching, watching, waiting.
By noon I'd be ready for something to eat. Then I  would be off to conducting a retreat, class, seminar, or one on one, to inspire others to find their peace and learn about finding joy in ALL that surrounds them. That's another writing in itself.
The evening would end with dinner with a friend, family or just me and my cats. No, no one significant in my life at the this time. Some more nice meditative music, a good book, cats in my lap, tea on the table next to me. And all is right with my world.

When I think of this scenario, I automatically take a deep breath, close my eyes and smile. Peace

So ...... What would your perfect day be?