Blured Life

Weekends are for not sleeping. I havn't spent one in a place I call home in so long with no end in sight. My life's been a blur, running all over this and neighboring states. I've crossed off many things off my list of things to do before I die. The latest being number 4,765,321 which of course was to watch the sunrise from the back of a moving pickup. Racing down some highway in either North Carolina or Virginia, covered in blankets yet freezing to death. This life is so full, I don't have time to think. My body's telling me to stop, but i can't it's to much fun. How can I not live this to the fullest, I'm going to bed now.