Dear Cy,

I do believe that people become teachers because they refuse to grow up. Why else do you think I plan to be one? Now I regret that I have to tell you some bad news. This past weekend I was left abandoned on the sidewalk after being kicked out by my boyfriend. I had to wait there with all of my things for hours because my phone was dead and nobody knew where to find me. The really interesting thing is that until I was sitting there on the curb, and a man passing by mentioned it, I had not even known that I was living with my boyfriend. In fact I had not realized that I even had a boyfriend. Its amazing to me that the comments of passers by can make you realize such important things about your own life.

Sincerely,
Lisa

Dear Lisa,

I am sorry to hear about your strange dreams. Sometimes, though, reality is a little stranger. As I was walking to class this morning I fell into step behind someone I assume is a professor. He was balding, middle-aged, dressed sharper than most others who frequented campus, and attached to his laptop bag was a small plush pig keychain. Sometimes I wonder if people become instructors because they don't want to grow up.

Sincerely,
Cyane

Dear Cy,

I can truly empathize with your pain. On a clearly not similar note, I have discovered that eating snakes late at night has a terrible effect on my dreams. I do not think that waking in the middle of the night with a chokehold on my body pillow is very healthy. I think that interpreting your dreams can be very useful but I do not think I will be able to completely understand the meaning of this particular dream without thinking a bit "inside the box". You would not happen to know where I can find a very large cardboard box would you?

Sincerely,

Lisa

Dear Lisa,

Sorry to hear about the clock tower. I hope it takes lessons soon. (Though I hear that it plays a passable rendition of "Hey Jude!")
So, today's adventure included making caramels and fudge with my mother. I was responsible for good amount of the fudge, and, since we didn't have any semi-sweet chocolate chips we used milk chocolate. Have you ever had sickly-sweet chocolate fudge? Yeah... mom told me that I had to lick the bowl and beaters. It was quite a sacrifice!

Sincerely,
Cyane

Dear, Cy

I think burning rubber is quite a nice smell actually. I fear however, that your coat woes pale in comparison to the disturbing noises on campus lately. I have to worry about any college that employs a clock tower that stutters and pauses before continuing when it forgets the next note. I am fairly certain that the poor economy and budget cuts should not be an excuse for hiring children to ring your bells. Perhaps the cause is their choice of music. How can there be enough time to practice when you only have to perform "We wish you a merry Christmas" a couple of times a year? There seems to be no end to the casualties of the Christmas season.

Sincerely,
Lisa

Dear Lisa,

I did my laundry today. I decided it was about time to wash my big winter coat, so I looked at the care instructions. It told me to tumble dry low with three tennis balls or a clean sneaker. I don't own three tennis balls, nor do I own what I consider to be a clean sneaker. Do you think my racquetballs will make it smell like rubber?

Sincerely,
Cyane