Among my more petty current concerns is ...

... what if I don't make black clothes any more? Has the pandemic ruined me? Am I doomed to be bright and chipper? Because here's what I've been making. 
Secret Lentil handful of bright colorful necklaces

And it's ... very pleasing. It feels right. But, suspiciously so. I've always bounced back and forth between dour and Dr. Seuss though, so perhaps my worry is unfounded and this is just a normal Seuss-blip.