The happy place

I’m now wearing the second thrift store gift my aunt gave me.

It’s a hoodie, but red.

Wearing red is rich symbolism,

But it’s not very practical as I once wore a red hoodie with a zipper, but people would confuse me with a grocery store worker, and ask where stuff was.

Which I happily obliged, it’s funny how I learn to navigate the grocery store like a savant, but am unable to navigate through the traffic in my red car.

It’s my wife’s car.

A red car symbolises social democracy.

Generally speaking.

I also know that red makes the blemishes of the face stand out, as does the contrast colour: green. I read this in a harlequin book, which I consider a good authoritative source for such knowledge. Turquoise is optimal (I think it was) if you want to accentuate your tan.

However, that is of little consequence to me now.

I have a strong confidence that my inner beauty will shine through no matter what colour my sweater has.

My soul, you see, today is also clad in red.

Picture me, in this red social democracy car, wearing this red thrift store hoodie — accentuating my red blemishes — and the red star glowing from within.