I have returned to New York City for my second semester of grad school.
But it wasn’t just the jovial email from the school’s president that welcomed me back. I came back just in time for a lovely snow dump.
There seems to be quite a bit of annoyance, a little bit of a freak-out. But all in all, really, this hasn’t been too bad.
The New School decided to close campus starting at 6 p.m. but for my classmates and I, our 4 p.m. class still met. Only a few folks were missing from class Monday, and really. The snow wasn’t all that bad. Watching it blow around crazily from the 9th floor window was a bit scary, sure. The commute home was more-or-less uneventful.
It was interesting to learn the MTA was shutting down at 11 p.m. It was interesting to get an emergency SMS alert telling people in non-emergency vehicles to GTFO the roads by 11 p.m. until further notice. “The DMV could learn a few bits from NYC,” I thought.
Today is spent indoors. University is closed today, so tonight’s class is cancelled. Suffering from a mild case of cabin fever. Debating on taking a walk just to get my blood pumping and muscles from cramping. Mind is racing through a million thoughts and it’s hard to focus.
The thought of a blizzard in a new setting is cause for concern, but I don’t any of this bad at all. If anything, this is much more manageable than the sleet-ice storm DC got last year. That was insane.