Living spontaneously is a wonderful art.
As I am writing this, I am sitting with my big in the car at 6:35 in the morning driving from Birmingham just trying to make it in time to my 9 a.m. class while also trying to finish a paper I have due today, but all this to say I couldn’t be happier.
On Monday night- when I decided with my big that we were going to lock ourselves in the library to work on the homework we were both drowning in- she somehow found herself on a site for a tour Bob Dylan was playing. In case you don’t know for my big, Bob Dylan is her idol for songwriting. She just looked at me as she whisper screams that he was playing in Birmingham, Alabama on Tuesday night. Mind you it is a Monday night at 9 and we live 3 hours away from where the concert was being held. After much contemplating and a couple phone calls I found myself agreeing to go with her right after work to see Bob Dylan. In her defense though, he is 76 years old and there isn’t any telling how much longer he will still be singing.
I am very much someone of planning and she is the complete opposite. It still amazes me how we work so well together. Although after living in her shoes of spontaneity for the past about 24 hours, I can see how addicting the thrill can be and how it isn’t as bad as I thought It would be. It all worked out. We had fun and good talks. I met new people and found friends who are in the same sorority as me but obviously go to a different school. We got Chick-fil-a. We didn’t die and the world didn’t stop spinning.
It is times like this when I always need to remind myself that I am constantly learning new things and that sometimes, and much to my dismay, I can be wrong. Sometimes life does need a bit of spontaneity especially with the schedule of college being so different than what I have always known. Sometimes not knowing how things are going to work out is just the beauty in it. Now does this mean that I will always live by the seat of pants for everything? No, of course not but now I can learn to appreciate the spontaneous things. I can do them knowing that it is not the end of the world if I don’t have every detail exactly laid out.
Also with it being so early in the morning and I am sitting with a person that has become my best friend and basically older sister so quickly as we sing “Poor and Powerless” driving back to my now second home, I am feeling so thankful. I am thankful in these moments were I was given a break and didn’t even realize it. I am thankful in this moment when I sit and think how much God has provided in college. He leaves me awe.
But I am going to go now because I still have that paper that needs to be finished.
