\"So Inept\" is a composition; composed of traffic, composed in traffic. While sitting in traffic using a smartphone.

Cars honking. Vendors yelling. Drivers yelling. The sounds of traffic. This was an especially bad day in Mexico City on Rio Misisipi. 

However, this composition is not about stress and anxiety. Instead, it's about transforming the banal (traffic) into a strange kind of ecstasy. Letting a few moments slip into a void to space out, stare into a bright light, and/or ponder our existence. 

By focusing only on what we can control (our reactions) and finding peace, in traffic, our humanity shines like the reflection from a windshield.