This will be incredibly interesting to watch unfold. There's a less than zero chance my new locale dumps for a few hours while Boston Metro rains, and it'd be nice to be on the winning side for once haha
A still moment in West Somerville. Save for the occasional salt truck, there isn't a soul around. A low industrial whir underlies the subtle pitter-patter of snow softly descending upon snow. For a moment, the city sleeps.