It’s an everyday routine. A time-loop of sorts. Reinforced through the gentle cadence of the subway train. I’ve been taking the same train for the last 5 years from the same stop to the same stop and allowing my thoughts to run their way. The journey of the train has become my daily journey of the mind. I mean, why think about the everyday when you can think about things that never were and never will be? How my situation in life right now might change… isn’t that what we all dream of? To experience what’s possible without stepping out of our comfort zone. Without taking a risk that might impact the comforts of what I have now. Fantasy, the driving force of my imaginings… wild adventures imagined in mundane environments. Grotesque twistings of the real world that allow me to see beyond my realities.