I realized today as I wished death to an elderly couple who were walking extremely slow in front of me that I have adopted many New Yorker habits. I know exactly where to stand on the subway platform to transfer to my next train. I have eaten pizza for every meal for an entire week. I have

I don’t drink coffee. When I wake up, I enjoy watching other people rush past me to the corner store to satiate their craving for the molten hot, albeit highly aromatic, bean-based liquid. Likewise my decision making is free from the burden of deciding how many creams or sugars I need in my