Win Win

It's a funny thing about the color red. It has a calming effect on me. Maybe because it reminds me of my mother. She dyed her hair a deep red. But the red never stayed in the tub the way it did when she cut her wrists. She looked so peaceful as she slept in blood tainted water up to her breasts.

People that are unhappy make me anxious. Then again, people that are too happy aren't my cup of tea either. Seriously though, I can't take listening to miserable babble day in and day out.

I keep it in my head, that final look on mother's face. I doing a just service. My work is blessed and my hand is guided by a higher power. I help those miserable souls feel better. And when I see all that beautiful red, my sanguine art, I will feel better as well.