If you had a word that was a pet peeve, what would it be? Mine is "fine." It's so... vanilla. ambiguous. lukewarm. I just don't strive for "fine."
I have quite an eclectic taste in music (brief list on my profile)... one of my favourites for a while was Switchfoot, especially when I was working at RMC (younger crowd influencing my tastes, I guess?). I love the song, "Meant to Live," but lyrically this one is close to my philosophy of striving for so much more than fine...
When I wake in the morning,
I want to blow into pieces.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
When I'm up with the sunrise
I want more than just blue skies.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
I'm not giving up, giving up, not giving up now.
I'm not giving up, giving up, not backing down.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just ok.
When I'm lit with the sunrise.
I want more than just a good time.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
I'm not giving up, giving up, not giving up now.
I'm not giving up, giving up, not selling out.
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3 comments:
Yay! Love Switchfoot.
Good thoughts, good song, but do you sometimes just feel 'fine'?
Yeah, no doubt that I sometimes feel 'just fine' or far less than fine... I just don't strive for fine, you know? Sort of like the saying, "shoot for the moon, at least if you miss, you'll still be in the stars."
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