Evening. Morning. Middle of the day.
Not exactly important what day of the week, nor the time of day. If I feel sad, happy, sick, or healthy.
It’s always there.
And has been since the paintings went up on the walls of the caves of Lescaux.
Nice and warm.
My Red Bathrobe.
It’s just a bathrobe, maybe like any object for others. But for me, it feels like a magic coat. Wearing it, I am the Lady in Red.
I just love it.
I am grateful for my Lady in Red magic coat. It has saved me more times than I can count.
I wish for you your own magical red bathrobe.