It snowed and snowed like the skies were angry with Boston. The blizzard was a white furious windy ghoul. It wrecked Boston. In a few days every other person fell out of love with winter. The blizzard which kept visiting made commute almost impossible. That's when I learned for real what "winter blues" really mean... Well except.. There was really no blue... No colour at all...Winter had a bleaching effect on me. It striped away all the colour and painted my days white and cold.