another thing that makes me happy: singing ani difranco (“in a coffee shop / in a city / which is every coffee shop / in every city”) in my classroom – alone, of course – because it has a really cool accordion part, and because i am going to become a famous righteous babe someday. then, walked from my room to discover a pudgy little fourth grader standing in the hallway – heard the whole thing – giving me big mischievous “caught you” eyes. later, I ordered the kick-ass birthday boots i’ve been eyeing for the last month – black, tall, eye-lets, with zips. saucy.
oh. and one more thing: read this in the gretel erlich book (“this cold heaven”) today: “it is easy to see how all storms and all loves are merely local weather, how, with patience, one can always find a hole through which to fly.”
it makes winter become the passing thing that it is; it makes life shorter, and singing all the more mandatory.
