One day, when on a trip I went,
My sister, along for the drive,
I drove all day, and then night came,
Surprisingly we were still alive.
Toward the end, of that long day,
We were tired, but the sun still shone.
Snacks and water, stories and shades,
We made it, but there was no hurray.
My brain was stressed.
My hands clenched tight.
I couldn't handle more but less.
My eyes felt strained by any lig...