Being spontaneous is something I’ve never been the best at. People who know me might be surprised at that confession. My personality is so laid back and care-free that you’d expect me to jump at any little opportunity that comes my way. Truth is, I’m pretty cautious.
I don’t like to break the rules. The one time I ever got detention in high school, I think a tear or two was shed. It’s not that I’m scared, but more that I absolutely hate confrontation. I don’t like to put people out, and I don’t like others to feel burdened due to my actions. Consequence holds hands with spontaneity — good and bad. You never really know what you might end up with until after the fact. I just never want the bad to arise.
But last Saturday I woke up. I realized living that way all the time was making me shy away from opportunity. Sometimes, you just gotta’ say “Yes”. So, that’s what I did.
The opportunity to drive from New York to California landed in my hands; it was heavy, pretty unexpected, and something I’ve never done before. The person who presented it… we have some history. He taught me what love was at the age of 15, and he’s had my heart — in one way or another — ever since. Ups and downs, we’ve had them. Life has led us down different paths, but the universe has a way of always bringing things that are meant to be back together again. He’s always been “home” for me… but now that home is moving across the country.
So… do I stay, or do I go? Do I try to take a week of work on the road with me? Do I agree to spend eight+ days in a car, traversing our county, stopping at any point, day or night, to explore? Do I set myself up for the possibility of feeling bored, scared, restless, sad… anxious? Do I fully live out what I’ve preached on this blog so many times — to just pick up and go with only a few day’s notice and no plan — to ultimately roam free, on the high of adventure? The answer is obvious…
It feels right, and if my gut says yes… I go.
What would you do?
Stay tuned for more notes from the road!