Which way is which?
Couldn’t help but think of a good friend of mine who’s abroad this summer. We talk occasionally, catch up on things and make fun of each other. But, in between all of the catch up, we manage to get deep every once-in-a-while. Our topic of late has been “life plans.”
It’s funny, I’ve never really had a plan. To tell you the truth, I still don’t. Now, for most people this is unnerving, an unfathomable crossroads people hope to never encounter. I don’t mind it. Life has a way of figuring itself out. I mean, hell, it has so far.
Regardless of my lack of planning, I still can’t deny the moments when my nonchalant attitude becomes vulnerable. For instance, weddings. I’ve seen so many people get hitched, watched so many cake facials and cut enough rug to “Proud Mary” that I’ve most likely left holes in the floor. However, as I get older, I notice the people on the alter are getting younger (or are my same age).
Now, don’t be fooled into thinking I’m wanting to tie the know — no, no — that is still sometime down the road. But, it makes me wonder about permanent situations. I’ve always been the type who just gets up and goes, you know? A backpack full of clothes, toothbrush, pen and paper, some headphones and I’m out the door runnin’.
Just makes me wonder if I’ll ever lose that part of me. Or if I’ll have to give it up.
My good friend likes to blog about food. There’s so much complexity in the description, yet it’s also so simple. I imagine that’s how my life plan will be.
Complexly Simple.
