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… 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…