And So We Begin...Again.

 You want to fly...but you can't.

You want to ride and feel the breeze against your skin as you just ride.

You want to say, "Hi," to the various passersby.

You want to shake physical hands with your fellow Committed Americans.

You want to say goodbye, and die. 

But you can't because...

...

You just want to be able to fall asleep in peace.