Paint It Black

I finally got around to sewing this pair of shorts again. At first, I didn’t feel like sewing, but then I forced myself to do it, and then I started enjoying it again. And then, of course, something bad happened! Can you see what’s wrong with this picture?

 Or maybe this one will help you notice what's wrong?

Yes, I ran out of black thread. Totally and completely. I seem to have all the other colors in the world, but no black. See all these pinks and blues, whites and greens just laughing at me, “Ha ha! We’re not black!” (And no, that one in the lower right corner is not black—it's navy blue.)

And all I wanted was black thread...

“I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black”

(The Rolling Stones - Paint It Black)