Samuel Grant isn’t having any fun. Worse than that, he’s depressed. He loathes his job, has grown a boil, fashioned a Walter Mitty-complex, and his girlfriend has dumped him. That he drove her away only compounds matters. Amongst London’s 8 million residents Samuel possibly accepts he’s not so badly off, but that’s hardly the point when you’re busy self-styling a quarter life crisis. Remember to Breathe follows a 3-act structure, the story moving through different London locations, pop cultural conversations rolling across a canvass of trendster restaurants and be-seen-in-bars. Pre-9/11, when people worried about the Millennium Bug and Britney Spears still looked innocent in pig tails, when no one had a Facebook page and Twitter sounded like an insult, Remember to Breathe takes a cheeky look at the soft labours and easy mistakes that befit ‘coming of age’. It’s one man’s search to feel like a hero, while knowing heroes aren’t easy to come by.