07-27-25
this morning, in front of the Yankee Clipper diner... an older white man in t-shirt, shorts, sneakers, socks... standing beside his car... i take him to be waiting for the diner to open... unexpectedly, he says good morning and asks me how i am doing... he is not the sort of man i expected to exchange pleasantries with me... he looks conservative... maybe MAGA... i am wearing a sleeveless gray knit maxi dress... necklace, bracelets, and dark red lipstick... i am pleased with the way he seems to accept me as i am... i wish him a good morning and move on with a smile...
i have this idea that being an anomalous presence on the street opens up minds and creates space for others less brave than me... that being the self i want to be opens the space for all kinds of being of selves as they want to be...