My name is Will DeFries and this is the Sunday Scaries Podcast. You are here for the Sunday Blues.

You check your phone. It's the fifth time this morning. Every minute seems to be drifting way faster and faster with nothing good to come of your inaction.

The morning's hourglass becomes more and more bottom-heavy until the moment finally arrives. It's time to hit the road.

What began as a simple road trip to see friends turned into two straight nights of staying up until hours you don't remember talking about things you'd regret the next day.

You've brushed your T-3 times already this morning but there's an undeniable sludge that seems to be oozing from your core.

With your sweatpants fitting a tad snugger than they did on Thursday, you open the passenger door and you mentally prepare for the next three hours.

You're a personal Mount Everest. As you queue up ways and on Apple CarPlay, everyone begins to have a deliberation over which is superior between ways, Google Maps and Apple Maps.

A blanket of emptiness covers you as you realize you simply don't care anymore.

The route is simple. The route is straightforward. The route cannot be completed fast enough. Exit, highway, exit, gas station, exit, highway, exit home.

As long as no one asks for you to drive, all is right in the world and we will endure. No problem, you think.

Out of everyone, the person driving was the most responsible last night and they say they'd rather drive anyway.

And you see comfort in that. You know, the road ahead, both literal and figurative, you know that it's long.

You reach over and you grab your sunglasses. That Kanye Lyark runs through your head because it's simply too on-brand.

Not only will these shield your eyes from the miserable sun shining directly into your soul, but they may allow you to dose off for a few minutes without anyone noticing.

Any requests you ask the rest of the car before immediately regretting asking for help on the playlist?

After much deliberation over the music versus a podcast, you opt for John Mayer Radio on Spotify since no one can really complain.

But suddenly, your eyes shift downward and catch a brief glimpse of the clock.

You've officially been on the road for all of three minutes despite it feeling like 15. Your brow is sweaty, your head is pounding, your stomach is turning, and your spirits, they're low.

Not only do you mentally berate yourself for not going to the bathroom before you left, you begin to wonder why you didn't grab a bottled water before leaving as well.

The cart before the horse may be, but your brain is too exhausted to think that deep.

After all, the good gas station to stop at is only about an hour away. Slow dancing in a burning room is a minute in before it starts to happen.

Your eyelids become heavier and heavier. You can flick it on whether or not you sneak in a nap or be a good copilot.

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