Traffic Jam

Sometimes, I feel as though I'm stuck in the traffic jam of life. I feel as though I'm right in the middle of La Cienega Blvd in the middle of Beverly Hills in peak rush hour.
Everything is crawling, the air is stale and everyone is in a bad mood around me and I'm thinking, should I change lanes, so i can go faster?
but what if I change lanes and that slows down even more (murphy's law)
and I am back tracked?

so I'm in a perpetual dilemma, wanting to leave, afraid to change and dying because I'm stuck.
You ever have that feeling?