Relatable

Tell me about it! First time I met this group of girls who were going to become my awesome friends, they were picking me up to go to the airport. 3am on the highway, metal blasting, two girls sleeping (because apparently Blue Oyster Cult makes for a fine lullaby), and all of the sudden the two in front start to "dance" on their seats, putting all their fire and passion into their arms and head movements. Yeah, the two in front, so that included the driver. I remember being totally at peace, thinking "so that's how it ends".