Ordering McDonald's out the sunroof

This happened today. Raedeen stuck her head out of my sunroof to order my van full of transients some McFlurries at 11pm just south of Seattle. The ice cream tasted good and cold, but it didn't curve the bitter bite of my self realization. Maybe it's time to go back home, again for a bit. I don't know who these people are that I've been hanging around with and I don't know why I found myself in Seattle on a Tuesday night. What am I doing and why am I still hanging around when nothing is going to change? Why do I always beat the dead to death? Why do I always pretend my life is different? While driving home with my three passengers, I let them play DJ with my ipod. RaeDeen played my top 25 most played list and it utterly depressed me. Maybe that's my defunctness or perhaps I'm just tired. It is 2:30am, but I haven't really been sleeping, again anyways.