Up until recently I spent a huge amount of time sitting in my car. Sometimes up to 30 hours a week encased in a tin can with wheels barely going faster than most able-bodied 80 year olds. It sounds kinda crazy when you think about it, but a three hour journey (into and out of work) became normal to me. After one year of doing the same monotonous commute I began to wonder what effect this was having on my consciousness and (of course) was it worth taking this journey in the first place? I swear to god! I’d arrive into the office like a zombie, I probably behaved like a zombie, and I came home like a zombie.

Anyway I shot this short video to give you an idea of what it was like…