spontaneity

It's 6 am on a Thursday morning and I've already showered, eaten breakfast (Banana PB Flax Oatmeal) and now am getting ready to go, it's an especially early morning for me! I have a ton of exciting things planned in the next 48 hours... coffee with my college roommate in the city, picking up my student visa for Chile, and visiting the boy in Boston. Hold the phone, what?! Yep, late last night I decided to drive up to Boston today for an overnight. It's so sudden and thrilling and seemingly perfect: I'll be able to go to one of my favorite cities one last time before I go abroad, I'll be able to see where he'll be living and interning for the next few months, and I'll be able to surprise a large group of friends who live in the area. The lover of all things scheduled and planned, I have doubts about this spur-of-the-moment trip, I've come up with too many reasons why I shouldn't and why I can't, but I've chosen to ignore those thoughts without regret! And if you're asking how I could do such a spur-of-the-moment trick, it was Swiss writer, Hendric Freder Amiel, who put it best, "How, then, find the courage for action? By slipping a little into unconsciousness, spontaneity, instinct which holds one to the earth and dictates the relatively good and useful. By accepting the human condition more simply, and candidly, by dreading troubles less, calculating less, hoping more." Go out and do something "crazy" today :) why the heck not?