In this world that encourages routine, organization, order, and planned events it is easy to overlook the gift of spontaneity. Sometimes it's a ride in the car without a destination. Other times its a spur of the moment decision to try something new.
It's easy to forget that feeling when you are going through the motions of everyday life.
I'll be the first to admit that I am not a spontaneous person, by nature.
But, ever since we moved to Japan, I've learned to carpe diem.
When Justin and I were laying in bed watching a late night special on the best hot dogs in America, we were both salivating. The next day during our errands we stopped at the store, picked up the ingredients, came home and made our own creations.
It may not be a huge spur of the moment event.
But those hot dogs were damn good.
And they were only enhanced by the spontaneity of it.
[And since Justin was still recovering from surgery (hence the swollen nose) it was nice for him to forget about the pain for a little while to cook us up some dogs.]
carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero
[Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the next.]