Life is like a broken car stereo, on a hundred year road trip.
For the first few years everything is great. You have the sun on your face, the wind in your hair and you are hearing every song for the first time. All the roads you are driving are familiar and close to home, you donβt have a care in the world.
Around about year 13 you start to drive into unfamiliar territory. The **** falls off on the death metal station. You find yourself mad at the world for no reason so you forget about the songs of your youth and just go with it.
Making a pit stop at year 22 You find that pesky **** under the seat. You start searching for the happy stations you recall from the beginning of the trip, but by this time you have picked up passengers and they have taken over any station decisions.
Cruising through year 30 You decide to get your road trip in order. You have preset all the stations that everyone listens to and come up with a schedule so that everything is fair. But at year 34 you cross state lines and the stations change, leaving you with unhappy passengers and the daunting task of figuring out the stereo all over again.
Obeying the speed limit around year 45 You finally have more control of the music of your trip. Most of your passengers have stereos of their own now. Unfortunately your stereo has started to wear out and your favorite stations only come in clear occasionally. You suffer through the static with the hopes that the station will stay clear just long enough to hear your favorite song.
Looking for a rest stop close to year 80 You can barely hear the music anymore and thatβs if the stereo will even turn on these days. No one is left to disagree with you over the stations so the radio stays permanently tuned to your old favorites. You find yourself pretty sure you have heard all the songs on the radio and are really looking forward to your destination.
The radio breaks close to year 100 As you get out of the car and head into the light of your destination, all the songs of your journey play to remind you of the people you have loved and the places you have been.