It’s the title of the only song that I know by the band, Local H. While they never made a huge impact on my listening habits, their one song pops into my head from time to time. Usually it’s when I’m near my hometown. There is a sign for the hospital with the word “local” above it. I’d always just assumed that it was the inspiration for the band’s name. Regardless of my error, “bound for the floor” makes an appearance occasionally.
The combination of the song title and my association with the hospital has always created a universality to the song. We’re all bound for the floor at some point. It may not happen any time soon but it’s inevitable. Literal or metaphorical, we’re impacted by gravity constantly and the pull of our mortality. In the short term we’re going to fall and in the long term, we’ll stay down permanently.
There are plenty of dispositions to take toward these truths. At the one extreme, there’s the hopelessness of everything. Why bother? It’s all going to end and I’m going to get hurt along the way. So why bother? In the other direction is the urgency. This will end and now is all that I get. Bounce back up as quickly as possible and do all that you can with the time that you have. In between those two extremes is an infinite number of ways to move forward. Choosing is the key. Deciding your disposition toward the floor before it comes. Since it is inevitable, when and why are often unknowable but the how is largely up to us.
Born to be down… Sure! But don’t stay there long or indulge in it. It will catch up with you eventually but looking over your shoulder is only going to keep you from seeing all of the beauty in front of you. It’s up to you!
Keep it copacetic!
Pete
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