I am not a planner. Even as I write those words, that feels like an odd thing to say or admit. My youth was full of me being fairly regimented and compliant. I did everything that I was supposed to do. In school, I completed every assignment and did every reading, no matter what. Even if it meant going to bed at 1am, when I had to get up the next day at 5am. When I started to get serious about dance and was taking class up to 3 hours a day, I never made choices, I always did both things. To...