Boston, You're My Home

graphic by Aaron Bouvier Design [via Facebook]

I promised you pictures when I returned from Tel Aviv, and I landed in Boston this morning, but it doesn't feel right to move on without addressing what has happened in my hometown. The question is, what can I possibly say?

I could try to wax poetic about feelings of impotence, anger, grief and - most of all - shock, but every word I put to paper just sounds trite. Besides, with my office building now a fixture on the national news, its windows blown out behind a steady stream of smoke and carnage, I can barely bring myself to mute the TV long enough to string a few sentences together.

As everyone else has already said, we are a tough city that will persevere. You know, Dunkin's and Southie and the Revolution and whatnot. Now, it's just a matter of waiting for some sense of normalcy to return. Until then...