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February 12, 2008
I watched the snow fall through the window, beautiful, big flakes. I tried not to count the minutes of the commute, although it would have been easier to count the hours. It was not a particularly strong snowfall, nor unexpected, so I cannot understand why it caused the chaos that it did. I was saved by the podcasts which provided something of interest to listen to as traffic inched along and allowing me to posit the argument with myself that it wasn’t a complete waste of time going nowhere while listening to the same news stories loop on the radio.