A Twist in the Plot Line

I love spontaneity. I remember one time when I was in elementary school, I was playing with one of my friends at church, and we decided it would be fun if she came home with me to spend the night so we could keep playing. We asked my mom, and she was fine with it. We asked my friend's mom, and she got a condescending sneer on her face and said something to the effect of, "Well, I hate to burst your bubble, but we just don't do spontaneous things." 

Even at that young age, hardly knowing what the word spontaneous meant, I remember thinking "What a ridiculously boring way to live!" Sure there's something to be said for having a plan, to keep things from getting all hectic and confused, but when everything is kept inside such rigid lines and you know exactly where everything is going, how do you find any excitment to keep yourself going?

One of my friends, whom I hadn't spent time with in a very long time (close to two years), randomly asked me to a movie. There was a bit of nervous tension, but it was a lot of fun.

A couple of my other friends decided today that they want to come visit me this weekend, just to hang out and maybe do some shopping. They apologized for the idea being so last minute, but I hadn't even considered being put off by it. I was just excited that they were coming to visit. 

It's like getting surprises all the time, and it puts interesting twists and turns in the plot. How can we really live when we try and set up our entire futures, leaving no wiggle room? How can that even be desirable? "We'll live tonight, tomorrow never knows where we'll be..."