The 635/75 interchange is proof that God has abandoned DFW drivers

Every day, thousands of DFW residents stare into the abyss at the High Five interchange and the abyss stares back.

Levels of 635/75 grief:

1. Denial: "It's only 3 miles, it can't take that long."
2. Anger: honking at nobody in particular
3. Bargaining: "If I take the service road maybe I'll only be 20 minutes late."
4. Depression: sitting in standstill traffic watching the clock hit 8:45 AM
5. Acceptance: "I live here now. This is my home. I will raise my children on this overpass."

The High Five interchange is 5 levels tall and 0 levels functional.

If you've ever made it through the 635/75 merge without braking, you're either lying or driving at 3 AM.