We get lost in our technology. It becomes easier to do things so we believe that the easier path is better. Progress leads us into a future full of exciting possibilities as well as stupendous inanities. The shiny glint of chrome, glass and plastic distracts and attracts us away from long-known truths about what really matters. A distracted mind is a malleable mind, ready for the planting of false dreams, wants, desires not our own, but of money-hungry peddlers of lies. Streams of ads pierce our mental fabric, infecting us, making us thirst for the new, the exciting. Anxiety-ridden, fearful of being left behind, we spiral closer to our commercial nirvana, tantalising close, but always just one model behind true enlightenment.

So I always take the stairs. There is a refreshing simplicity to it – an ancient technology, tried and tested; proven. Each step felt palpably, intentionally, physically. I’m not a passenger in a box of strangers! No, indeed! I’m the master of my own destiny. I chose my path up or down, vote with my feet, my blood pumping a little faster telling me I’m alive, I’m not following or being swayed from my path. I relish the look of disbelief from the crowds as I head off proudly into the stairwell, ready to reconnect with my individuality, proving to myself that I am indeed unique.

You have a choice. Always a choice. Look up, see the world and choose your path.