A few years ago, I would’ve described myself as an eternally optimistic go-getter. I actually wasn’t that at all, but that was the way that I saw myself. A spontaneous adventurer. The reality is that I was afraid of taking chances. Real chances. I was terrified of failure. Any type of failure. Especially public failure. But there came a point when I started realizing that my life was growing ever more mundane. I began to realize that who I saw myself as wasn’t actually being reflected in anything outside of my mind. When it came to real fear, real adventure, I was scared. I played it safe. I was afraid to step out on my own and fall flat on my face.
Lately, I’ve been freakishly optimistic and taking chances. Sometimes to a fault. Now, let’s be clear: there’s another side to being spontaneous that ain’t all glamorous; one that you don’t hear too much about. Ditching your shopping chore for a last-minute dinner with friends sometimes means coming home late and tired only to remember that toilet paper was at the top of your list of things to buy. That ain’t glamour folks! That was me the other day…
But being spontaneous also means that when my friend Krystle recently gave me the heads up that she’d found tickets to Paris for less than half the usual price, I bought them. That day. I almost don’t recognize myself. Who the hell am I? Where is Lyz?
Being spontaneous also means that I launched a separate travel blog not long ago and then realized a little over a week later that I should just pay for a premium theme that fits the content I’d like to provide, instead of stretching myself all over the internet, duh. Oops. According to the old me, I should be mortified. What a fail. A public fail at that. But the new me says, “Damn Lyz, way to jump the gun. Okay, now fix it and move on.” Oh shit. Sounds like I’m growing up and getting wiser or something. This feels strange and exhilarating. The air is kind of sparkly. So today I bought the theme, and now I’m once again editing, thinking, questioning, deciding. Best of all, anticipating. I hope you like the new setup.
I’m sharing successes and failures for a reason. You know why, Dear Reader. You know what I’m doing here.
What about you? What spontaneous moments have you experienced or decisions have you made, and how did it work out for you? I’d love to hear about it. I think we all would!