Livin' In the Middle

Livin' in the middle gets a bad rep.

And I'm not just talking about the Midwest. 

Middle class, middle child,  middle of the road. It seems to be this place that isn't quite there yet. A place where the words "mediocre" and "average" have settled in and built a home.

I'll be honest, I often catch myself feeling "stuck in the middle". Like I'm not doing enough, pushing enough, climbing enough. I feel stagnant, I get antsy, moody, and down on myself.

I know I'm not the only one that feels this way, but after a conversation with a friend this morning, I can't help but ask myself why is living in the middle such an average thing to do? Why do we as a culture feel this way? Why can't we be content with the middle? Why can't we choose to make our middle the greatest, most efficient middle it can be? 

It's because our culture doesn't breed people to be okay with living in the middle. We live in a world that tells us we need and deserve more.

Well, I think I'm ready to leave that ideology behind.

Not because I don't have aspirations or dreams of making my current situation different. But, because, when it comes down to it, my middle is pretty great. I have an incredible family, good friends who know me well, a house that feels like a home and everyday I wake up choosing to do something I love. My middle isn't extravagant, but it is pretty kick-ass.

So I'm gonna keep livin' in it and try to make it the best damn middle I can.