Why would anyone want to miss heaven?

I am a corrections officer. I was riding down the road one day recently with a co-worker. We were transporting inmates on a return trip from the hospital. We have an agreement amongst the officers: one leg of the trip an officer chooses the music and on the other leg the other officer chooses it. That way it is fair.
I had already had my turn on the way up so it was my partner's turn to choose. She was listening to some ungodly mess. I turned my head towards the window and closed my eyes in an attempt to tune it out.
Immediately, I saw clouds. I began to travel through them and came upon a gate made of pearl. It was open.
I went through the gate and turned to see it soundlessly closing behind me. When it closed, a most remarkable thing happened: I no longer cared about ANYTHING.
It didn't matter if it was sunny or rainy.
It didn't matter if the grass was green, brown or non-existent.
I didn't care if I had shoes on my feet or if my socks matched.
How much money was in the bank didn't matter nor if there were any bills coming/due/paid/past due/power being cut off, etc.
Nothing in this world mattered any longer.
My heart felt like it was going to come out of my chest. I began to cry as the cares lifted completely off of my shoulders for the first time. I had never felt this before.

All I wanted to do was to find Him.
I began looking for Him and in my excitement, I opened my eyes only to see the rear of a semi in front of me.
The tears were still rolling down my face as the cares returned in full force.

I saw a glimpse of heaven.
Why would anyone want to miss that?