My roommate's big into the couch-surfing program. In the last eight months I've had a dozen or so foreigners stop by our house on a few days notice. Some were international students doing a study abroad term here (in the dead of winter, of all places!). Some were wrapping up their studies elsewhere in Canada and tried to see as much as they can before they left. Some came alone, like the one lady I met last week who was doing a 15 month vacation/travel around the world. And some were couples, staying just long enough for a quick goodbye as they left to their next destination.
Tonight, I met another. A 20 year old from Germany who has just finished secondary school. He's travelling with his girlfriend, a year older than him who I have yet to meet, and a Scottish fellow he just met in Ontario. Driving from east to west, they intend to visit every province. (To be honest, when he introduced himself and told me he had just graduated, I kept thinking post-secondary, so this impressed me even more. Yes, I made assumptions. But it was one of those he was tall/it was dark/I didn't have my glasses on situations.)
What was I doing when I was his age? I was planning for my future like I had a clue what I was doing. I thought I had everything under control, and I knew what I needed to do to get to where I needed to be. And no, travelling was not part of the 5-year plan. I moved out on my own to a different province for school, so that was pretty adventurous. Other than that, there was as much structure as there needed to be given the circumstances. (Other stuff happened along the way, but that's a tale for another time.)
My life is pretty cut and dry, a little boring, even. But... Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild. They're wonderful wild things too, I might add. But the weak, unwilling mind always provides when you need excuses. My favorite is the "I want to, but I can't right now... I'll do it later when the time is right".
If #9 is true, I better start doing the things I've been fearing to do now. And by any other standard, this doesn't come close to crazy, but it was a big step for me. I've been growing it out for three years, (that's over half of my post-secondary education!), but tonight, I cut my bangs.
I may, most likely, already do, regret this. But if I don't do it now, I may never have the courage to again. Because... #9. It's the new #YOLO.
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