#5:

Cars. I can see breaklights in front of me until I can't see anything anymore, and all I want to do is shout at everyone to move. The car directly in front of me is an SUV so I have to swerve a little into the turn lane to see how far ahead the traffic jam continues, and I know that nothing has really changed. The light at the next intersection has just turned red, and I start to slow down from barely moving to not moving at all.

Just a few hundred feet ahead of me is the wonderful amazing dirty snow filled turn to the McDonalds. Soon I'll be able to fill my stomach with more greasy food, and hopefully a caffeine filled coke if the guilt doesn't get to me. I really shouldn't drink caffeine, but there's something about not being allowed to have it that makes it even better.

The guy next to me is reading his newspaper, which always drives me crazy. I can't understand why people always insist on doing things in the car that will most likely end with them crashing into someone else. I see it all the time. Personally I tune my radio to anything with actual music playng (not that talk show crap) and turn up loud enough for me to sing at the top of my lungs, but not so loud that I have to force everyone around me to listen to it too.

Another few minutes pass with me doing a little dance in my seat as I wait for the light to turn that neon green, and it doesn't seem to ever want to. I know that even when it does turn traffic won't move very far, but please god let it be far enough that I can get some food!