The Creeping Habitualization of Convenience
Mike Fowler

I love this sentence: “My experience of the city was walking to a subway station and coming back up in another place, the train acting as a sort of time warp between different neighborhoods.” I always feel the same way, and it makes me feel very uneasy. I’d like to think I have more control than that. Or at least a better sense of where I am and the layout of the city. But alas, I do this every time I visit Brooklyn, following the crowds like a sheep and never truly understanding where I’m going.