Spontaneity

I love spontaneous people. I love their crazy ideas. I love their attitude. Build an igloo in the wild and take a nap inside. Have a few beers, go tobogganing and break a leg or a neck. Climb out the room window, lie on the roof of the garage, and enjoy the fresh air, clear sky, and bright moonlight. Spend a night in the canoe in the lake. Scuba dive in 14C water. Hike along the ridge of a hill on a foggy night with a 5m visibility. Build a fire and barbecue illegally in the beach. Unfortunately, the list doesn't go on and on. But these are things that I have done with my most interesting friends.

My spontaneity is being eaten away. I can't think of myself having done anything spontaneous and fun lately. I've become a complete bore. What's worse, people keep saying that I look tired even when I'm not. That's suggestive of something, huh? I'm bored to my bones. Now, I gotta find a resolution.