Checking in at work yesterday, foursquare sent me a note that it had been three years since I first signed up for the service. It wasn't a big deal, but I found it to be a surprisingly moving message. I have a funny relationship with the service, since I signed up less than a year after my move to New York City. The program, then, often feels like an ongoing record of my time here.
I thought I would check out the excellent Where Do You Go (which I wrote about in an earlier post) once more to see how my physical footprint on the city had changed since I last checked it out about two years ago. While I'm not quite obsessive enough about checking in for this to be an image of record, it's close enough to reveal just how small my version of New York really is. I have a feeling that my heatmap correlates fairly closely to other Brooklynite 20-somethings.