in the history of my school, there has not been a snow day since 1979. coincidentally enough, i happen to arrive in the right year to be able to witness the great blizzard of 2011. all day, students have been debating, anticipating, afraid to hope for a snow day. and finally it came. strong winds, fiercesome snowstorm, visibility over two blocks impossible. if i thought there was a lot of snow yesterday, i was in for a huge surprise this morning for outside my window was almost two feet of snow, almost as high as my waist. in less than 24 hours. last night, feeling like i was on the beach, i buried myself in snow. today, all i have to do is jump in, and i'll be buried. the neighborhood had transformed into a white world. people are out shoveling, unable to go to work or school. the blizzard has died down, but snow is still falling, accumulating until all the angels have shed their wings and abandoned their halos to the lightning. mourning for a life lost, but celebrating their unborn immortality at the same time.

tomorrow is going to be extremely cold. more later 

a car buried under snow