The local shoppes, including Milwaukee Public Market, had shut down earlier this afternoon. This snowstorm business must be a serious matter, I thought to myself. I anxiously waited for the flurry to turn into storm; what was this so-called snowstorm going to be like?
Finally, about 5:30 PM or so, the pouring flurries started to come down hard. Then came the whistling, blowing wind, occasionally making cracking noises against the large sliding door and windows in my living room. I kept looking at the windows to make sure they're not going to get knocked down by the strong wind.
And now, six hours later, my first blizzard is going strong. From inside my living room, the snowstorm looks like a thick sheet of haze. It reminds me of the moving clouds you see during your flight.
The downtown traffic had long quieted down as visibility quickly became severely low. Despite the uncertain feelings, I am enjoying this new experience. I know what you're thinking; get used to (the) blizzard, you'll have plenty of it. Indeed, and I will...
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