After a much needed 5:30 PM post-work power nap, you take a moment, actually a long SERIES of moments, to gaze lovingly at your new teapot that you ordered to match the pepper shaker that matches the griddle pan that matches the soup pot, and it gives you such calm to see this order, and you ponder how Nice it is, that things can match, and how it really is the little things, these tiny ephemeral matching things, that create pockets of peace that add up to a peaceful life, and then you realize it’s 8 PM, and it’s time for tea, and book, and bed, some of which are also Red.