It looks like 12pm on a Saturday afternoon.
It looks like you’re 1/10 of a mile from home stuck in weekend construction traffic on your way to meet your friend Kathy for a fancy salon make-up session.
It looks like its not all that bad a day to be stuck in traffic, since you can, after all, roll the top back and gaze at a clear blue winter sky.
It looks like the snarl will only last a few minutes and you’ll still have time for some yummy ginger chicken at the trendy Thai place in the strip mall with the salon.
And it looks like it will be nice enough to eat outside even though its January 13th.
1000 miles looks pretty good.