Give Me the Backseat

Life is such a drag sometimes. Sometimes you get to the point where you aren't sure if everything you are going through is worth getting out of bed in the morning to go through. Why can't we just sit in our rooms forever? Time wouldn't pass and nothing would ever change. There wouldn't be anyone yelling at you. No one would die. You wouldn't have to age. There would be no reason to cry. I want to get in the car and just keep going for all eternity. The wind across my face and the radio playing. It's the greatest moment and it just doesn't seem to ever last long enough. It's the perfect time to think. It's calming. I can't figure out the source of its therapeutic properties. I only know they are there. I'm tired of getting up, tired of getting to my feet after being knocked down and then pounded into the ground. I just want to ride in the backseat for the next eighty or so years.