Thoughts while in traffic.

For decades it seems, you have been here.
A mere agent of chaos.
In your many forms you are legion.

You impede my course at every turn.
As you do now, and will until I die.

There is no escape, from this,
this Minivan.

Censored due to investigative background check

So many drug tests and breath analysis, and background checks of all sorts to be a construction worker. They really seem to own you.