hakuna matata

I want to pull a Simba. You know, get away for a bit and meet a pair of free spirited buddies. Live the "hakuna matata" life. Look at stars, sing songs, transform while walking across a log, eat bugs (haha just kidding), but you know what I'm getting at. *Siigghh* That'd be pretty nice.

Sucks that things like that can't happen. Or if they do, they don't last. Why do good things always have to end? I'm crossing my fingers and guessing it's 'cause something better is a-comin'!