He was a Christmas gift.  Since he came with an icicle-covered coffee mug, I think he was supposed to chase away the chill.  I prefer to think of him as chasing away stress when I need to chill the hell out.  That's why he lives at work, just over my shoulder.  He reminds of how I must look or even how I might be acting when I'm stressed out--like a monster. Alternatively, he prevents me from getting that far by signaling that it's time to chill now.  So if  "chilling out" has a color, I am calling it white.  Calm before storm white.  Calm after venting white.  Like the kind of tired you are after laughing really, really hard or throwing a tantrum.  Like the kind of drained you are after dealing gracefully with really hairy day.  Like the kind of serenity you seek before letting things get out of hand.  Get it?


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