Living in the Moment.

I just found out that a girl who I was good friends with in elementary school, middle school, and part of high school is moving to Norway.
It doesn't sound like a big deal, but let me tell you why it is.

After college she was a school teacher for a year or so.
She decided that she didn't want that for herself because it made her feel old and she just wasn't at that point in her life where she wanted to be tied down to a job like that.
So she moved to New York and got a job as a cocktail waitress in the meat-packing district.
She's been here a year or 2 and couldn't be happier.

Now she's moving to Norway. To be with her boyfriend.
I wish I had the balls to pack up and go at the drop of a dime.
I still have some remnants of my shyness left in me that I desperately need to get rid of.Going back to an earlier post, I've always felt that I've had to do the right thing, and the "right" thing is basically the responsible thing.
I hate being responsible all the time.

I had another friend that I'd known the same amount of time who never had a problem with doing whatever, whenever.
I would always think it through first, and usually decide that it was a bad idea - no matter what it was.

I'm starting to let go, but not at the pace I'd like to.
Help me?