Once my friend Kelly and I, in all of our spontaneous wonder, decided we should start a band called "Spontaneosity." When we are alone, we think this is the most brilliant idea we've ever created.
I think there is a negative stigma around so-called spontaneosity. We live in a society of PLANNERS. Literally. People with their noses shoved in an agenda-type calendar that reads 'fifty-million-things-that-I-must-do-in-so-little-time.' There is simply no room for our friend spontaneosity.
But personally, I will keep him around, always.
Last week I was enjoying a rather full plate of some hole-in-the-wall 'boro style Chinese with two of my favorite girls, when a brilliant plan was hatched: Six Flags Over Georgia or Bust. Turns out, our wonderful Youth Pastor just moved to the ATL a couple weeks ago, and offered to let us come spend the night along our journey!
Terrific Trio Road Trip, as seen by my iPhone...
Road trip happenings:
Almost getting killed by a silver truck while "I'll Be Your Miracle" Played
Christening Brett and Summer's house with three rounds of puke
Riding every single roller coaster in the front row
Chicken nugget love
And of course, people watching.
Successful spontaneosity.
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