Total cop-out. I didn't put any real thought into it... almost like absolutely none...
But I don't want to mess up this challenge.
I've been really busy today and I didn't even know what today's subject was supposed to be.
So, anyway, I didn't really sit and truly think about it, however I am not in anyway shitting on what song I have chosen, it's just that it feels like such an easy go to song if somebody was to ask me what song inspires me.
And you know what? I don't even know if it's the song in particular that really inspires me or the idea behind the words that are so beautifully portrayed in the video. Would I still feel the same way about the song without the video's aid? I don't know, but dude... I just woke up, I'm drowsy, kind of grumpy, barely able to string these words together right now, so ... yeah...
The song in question here is "Everyday" By Dave Matthew's Band.
And here's the lovely Video...
Wasn't that just beautiful? We need to do alot more of that kinda thing... seriously if a single smile can change someone's entire day (and trust me, it can) imagine what a hug would do for them.
Oh yes, and as a side note, or rather you can consider it an addendum to last night's post... Not only do I feel I did my own mother a disservice in some way by not being able to think of enough wonderful things to say about her... I also should just say here that I DO love my father, He's not a bad person. Irresponsible? absolutely, he's made some stupid decisions in his life for sure, but mostly to his detriment than to mine. But that's all I'm going to say on that matter. The real person I have done a great disservice to is none other than my REAL father...
My step-father, who has been with me and my family since I was about twelve, maybe even younger than that. He's quiet, passive, very sweet, and almost too kind. He's an awesome Trekkie dude that stops at the level before ya get into the creepy convention dweebs. Although I'm almost positive he used to go in his day too, I mean those really creepy ones that haunt every Star Trek affair in the history of man kind and line their walls with collectibles like wall paper. Yeah, he's just totally not that guy. But he totally is my father. And although I never call him dad, or father, because those words and the idea behind them have forever been tainted to me, and always feel twisted and awkward on my tongue, he is always the one I'll see as my true dad.
Alright everybody, I hope you all have a good night, and please keep learning.
Love ya!
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