Rock Out, My Friend. Now.

Rock out like you just got to the end of a book and the ending was so spectacular, you hated it. Rock out like you're with your best buds and you have to have the car back by midnight. Rock out like your feet were made of iron and you had to dance to make them move. Rock out like you got checked out of school for no apparent reason and you have a test next period you didn't study for. Rock out like you just got kissed passionately by a complete stranger. Rock out like the clouds gathered, the raindrops began to fall and your significant other is there to share it with. Rock out like you have one more song to sing and you've got your iPod and your best friend there with you. Rock out like you're walking on the sidewalk, plugged into your earbuds and your favorite song comes on and you don't care what other people think.  Rock out like the boyfriend who left you came back and the first thing he says is, "I love you." Rock out like the walls won't fall but, dammit, you're going to die trying to make them. Rock out like it's the last day of your senior year and you never have to open a textbook again. Rock out like you're an iPod. Rock out like the book you've been spilling sweat and tears for has finally been published. Rock out like somebody's pointing a barrel at your temple saying, "Dance like your life depends on it." because it does. Rock out like you get paid the big bucks to disturb the peace. Rock out like you're the last one with a voice. Rock out like your best friend got accepted to BYU. Rock out like Harry Potter finally has two parts to the movie. Rock out like you have one month to live. Rock out like you just had one of those sweeteningly spiffy lightbulb moments. Rock out like you were just given the keys to a 2005 Crimson Red Corvette and told you to take a drive. Rock out like your long lost family member comes to share the first ride in your new car with you.