spontaneous love

So often, I think that people plan out their day so perfectly in order to fit every organized activity into it's particular place in the day, squeezing the most out of each minute of each day without leaving any room for surprises.  Often I am so guilty of this, but then those surprise moments happen, and snap me back into reality.
The past few weeks of this semester, I feel like these moments have been happening more often, or I'm at least more aware of them.  I loved when in the midst of midterms week, Rachel, Ann, and Kathleen were all on my side of the room hanging out, chatting, and just being friends.  I loved sitting on my bed with Kathleen, playing with her hair, and pretending that we didn't all have midterms that next morning.
I used to feel like these moments are so rare, but now I'm realizing that they happen as much as I want them to happen.
I can't plan out my entire life - I am well aware of that - but sometimes I get caught up in when and how everything will fit into my schedule.  As soon as I finish one thing, I find myself focusing on the next task or meeting or place to go, and I don't like that.  I don't want to miss my whole life just looking ahead to what's next.  I want my life to be more about those surprise, spontaneous, unplanned moments, because those are my favorite little snippets of effortless happiness in life.