I wrote this while going for a meeting to Faridabad (some 35 KMs from where I stay). I was driving in my dad’s car and like always, had put on a CD with my favorite music on it.
First ten mins. OMG. Its very far. Next ten. Nice music. Next ten. Yawn, bored of listening to the same music again and again. Next ten you curse the traffic. Wonder why you dint notice the traffic all this while. Next ten you realize its close to an hour since you started. And you are surprised that you managed to kill yet another hour of your life while driving. And you never realized it. And next ten, you dread the next thirty or so minutes that you will take to reach your destination.
Compare this to this post I wrote on three phases that you go through while you are biking.