The other day I was riding in the car with Boss.
No, not this boss.
We were talking, joking, singing along with the radio. When we pulled up to his house a familiar tune from all of our pasts came on. I’m not ashamed to say I started singing along…
“Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine”
I mean, really who hasn’t gotten swept up in the musical stylings of Miss Sheryl Crow? Don’t you remember that song about the summer time…
I was going to put up a picture of Sheryl Crow. Thought that was creepy. Then I was going to put up a picture of summer. Thought that was cliche. Then I was going to put a picture of a walrus. Thought that was overdone. Brain went on meltdown mode. This is the result. I'm not apologizing.
Here is where I’m going: she is wrong. Or rather those lyrics are wrong. I mean really can we say everyday is winding road?
I get it. I get that some days don’t go as planned. There are twists and turns. But, what about those days that don’t have those bends in the road? Those days that are just straight?
Apparently, this is a day?
Have you ever driven through Kansas. It’s that state between Missouri and Colorado. The state no one really cares about.
Just in case you weren't sure where Kansas was.
I have. It is horrible. Dry. Flat. Straight. Brown. And full of cows.
The color scheme of Kansas
You might be wondering how this song and Kansas are connected. Well, I’m getting there.
I think Miss Crow is only half right, or partially right. You see I think some days might be winding roads. Some days are unpredictable and we can’t see everything coming. But, I also think that some days are like driving through Kansas.
That was a metaphor. If you don’t know what a metaphor is, just quit reading now. I’m not explaining it.
I think that a lot of things in life come down to balance. We have to balance a lot of what we do. Days aren’t really that much different except we don’t get to control the balance. We just have to accept that the days will eventually balance out.
I think if we accept that there are winding road days, then we must accept that there are Kansas days.
Just to clarify, this is kinda what I mean by a Kansas day.
You might be asking yourself, “what are we supposed to do with these Kansas days?”
I’m not going to answer that question. Sometimes we have to find the answer to that question on our own. I could refer you to my post from two weeks ago. I think it deals well with what we should be doing.
But, maybe that isn’t enough. Maybe what is enough is just accepting that there is this balance. That when life is going crazy and you can’t see the end to current bend in the road, you have to hold on to that hope that the road will straighten out eventually. After all, we wouldn’t appreciate one without the other.
ANGRY TURTLE. (Secretly, I think he is just misunderstood.)
