I love subways. From the graffiti coated hulks of decades past, to the sleek, energy efficient models of today, every subway has a story to tell. Ever since I was a child I've been fascinated with the city and the seemingly infinite amount of possibilities that are presented here every day. New Yorkers have the extraordinary ability to to leap from lily pad to lily pad, each time soaking up a new experience. At the heart of this ability are the subways. My favorite, and most defining aspect of living in New York City is that people can re-invent yourself every time they walk out the door. In a swirl of bright lights and crowded boulevards you can both find and lose yourself. Subway cars like silver bullets you fire out of the revolver of your mind, transporting you to the far reaches of your wildest imagination.

I take subways everywhere. What used to be intimidating masses flying by, are now trusty friends, whose lights and horn are signals for relief and anticipation. I take subways to school. I take subways home. I take subways to meet old friends as well as discover new friends. I take subways for adventure just as often as I take subways for peace. They break down, get halted, and delayed, but one thing never changes--I take subways.