I’ve never done improv before, but I’m feeling the “yes and” spirit lately. Today, when a coworker invited me to go to happy hour, I said yes—without hesitation, without deliberation, without excuses. I said yes, and I went.
I’ve declined the same offer three times before, and I’m sure I would’ve declined today if not for The Spontaneity Project.
It wasn’t the time of my life, but it didn’t have to be. We had a drink, some overpriced bar snacks, and a nice chat, and that was enough. It broke up the monotony and reminded me yet again that adult life doesn’t have to be a mind-numbing, soul-crushing cycle of work and responsibilities, then sleep—lather, rinse, repeat.
Ironically, as my life becomes less rigid and controlled, I feel more in control. On a whim, I can just decide to buy books or paint a birdhouse or go to happy hour. These are such small things, and yet, sprinkling these moments—and, more importantly, the assertion that I can have these moments at any time—into everyday life makes all the difference.
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