Mood Haberdashery

Don't believe for an instant that I wear a hat. I'm not a baseball cap sort of guy, nor stocking cap, beret, fedora or cowboy. I simply prefer hoods. Hats make my head itch. Making that clear, I wear all sorts of hats. Depending on my state of mind, my head coverings, though symbolic, represent an array far exceeding any less spectacular physical cap in existence. Run the emotional gamut from joy to rage and you'll sense my mood from white to red, though way, way beyond the limitations of physical color. While I can't fully explain my cornucopial psyche in technicolor, let it be known that my mind knows what it's thinking and my reaction relates the thoughts. Blue mood. Red rage, pastel passivity, yellow.......... well, I don't really know what yellow represents- canaries? Some might see purple rage- I see grape. Colors from the spectrum lay out a weak representation for emotional content and hats do little more than give a lame example of the same. A black ski mask might suggest different symbolism from one to the next. A blue beret has little meaning to me, but might influence another. A Nazi helmet with a bullet hole it it will always procure positive connotations in my mind, and a dirty girl scout cap will always cause me to worry. If I find one on my head, I'm certain to be REALLY worried. Nuff said.