January days are the color white; the depletion of the past two colorful months. January is the slumber allotment…the month of putting away, pondering and reflecting. It is the time of white lights and leftover chocolate…the electric blanket and a stack of unread books…the month where I don’t let things get to me…
‘Why are you wandering around the hall?’ I hear this question minimally fifteen times a day. Why is anyone wandering around the hall? Avoidance. Pure and simple. I will fall off my chair the day I hear a student answer honestly with the simple answer, ‘Avoidance’. I’m waiting…
Here’s my recipe for a Jackson Pollock kitchen. First, spill a full pan of chicken broth everywhere. Then, forget about a large pan full of bright red tupperware placed temporarily in the oven. Next, turn on the oven to pre-heat for the baking of a chocolate cheesecake. Wait awhile…then open the door and discover a gorgeous swirl of red and white plastic spread beautifully over a bent silver cake pan…and the bottom of the oven. So of course, I lick the orange cheesecake batter out of the pink mixing bowl. It’s the month where I don’t let things get to me…
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