I'm speechless today, or at least any words I have feel pointless. Yesterday was unlike anything I've ever seen or experienced in my life. We were down on Boylston St. watching the marathon all day yesterday, and waiting for a friend to finish (she was 10 min away, thankfully) when the bombs went off. I can still see the debris and smoke and look of fear on peoples faces, and smell the weird, chemically odor, and hear the deep booms and screams. I'm so grateful that everyone I love is safe, and absolutely heartbroken for the victims, for everyone who experienced loss, for everyone who experienced the fear of not knowing where loved ones were, for the children around me who never should have experienced this trauma, for everyone who is scared to walk on our streets today. I can't make sense of this.