The waitress did not stop for long as she served the tables. Opposite me was an elderly woman in blue taffeta with a bright orange tulle skirt.
The dark woman stared back at me, with that half smile she was so famous for. I thought of Maya Angelou.
R U OK Day began with young people going through everything and writing about it.
There was a slight tang of green tea in the air. Everybody was talking about their university assignments. I thought of a young boy, with sunken in eyes walking out of university with his head held high, but his eyes down low, all at the same time.
Meanwhile I was dancing in a land far away from here, full of jubilant crystals and a loving man's embrace.
The pillbox was like a kiss from the angel of death.