My Creepy Quest to Save Humanity from Robocar Commuting

I am finally living the life that futurists promise will bring me the happiness and balance I crave. The autonomous car has freed me from the slog of commuting. Rather than driving, I am using my time productively, for I am always connected, always working. Actually, I am squatting in my Subaru with a laptop, reclined against a nursing pillow, hoping no one calls the cops. And I'm not sure whether this experiment is a fantasy or a nightmare.