Today was wonderful.

I woke to a blizzard, snow pounding the streets out my window. I prayed for an email alerting me of NYU's closing due to the heavy snowfall. No dice.

So I dressed and made my way to Studio.

Our first class, the aforementioned acting one that was (and still is) kicking my ass, started out with some sound-and-movement and evolved into something a little unexplainable ... I'd rather speak to you about it than write about it, so don't hesitate to ask if you're interested. Anyway, after we finished that, we went to Washington Square Park and had this enormous snowball fight, teacher included. It was one of those remarkable, chance things. Everyone, and I mean everyone, loved it.

After that, we went our separate ways. Voice class had been cancelled since our instructor lives outside the city and couldn't make her way in due to dangerous roads and all that. I went out and bought some dumplings and sesame pancakes at this dilapidated little restaurant in Chinatown and came back to my apartment.

After doing the requisite Facebook check, I logged onto my Gmail account and there it was, a little message whose subject line read: Early Closing Due to Winter Weather. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.