The American Dream or Easy Routine?

Sometimes I feel that I get so caught up in the "program" of the world that I forget I have a say in my life. The ritual of America can be so consuming and it's hard to break from that mold. Tonight as I listened to a missionary from South Africa speak, I thought to myself what that life would be life... free from the bondage of routine, free from the expectations. Of course I realize that each and every culture has some form of their own system that their world functions in. But really, I have total control over my life. Yet, often I find myself making excuses for following the pattern the world has laid out for me. As if I wanted it? When really, each day I have the ability to wake up and live exactly how I want to! Of course I will have days that I have to go to class, or have to go to work.. but why in my own precious moments of time do I feel it necessary to live as everyone else does. I guess I am craving spontaneity. I want to go watch the sunset on the beach, alone. I want to run through a park and enjoy the scenery and smells and fresh air. Sometimes at the end of a day I wonder... what was there today that I wanted. Every day I have a choice. I want to enjoy tomorrow.