you just can’t judge a book by it’s cover.

here I am sitting in the lobby of this high rise hotel on the goldcoast, fresh off the plane from Bali, messy hair at it’s all time messiest, barefoot and red eyed, just catching a little coffee and looking super out of place. all the while I’m being passed by the most conservative well to do white-bread white-collar business types who generally scowl or frown at me half the time and here they are just greeting me with the most lovely hello’s and how are ya’s and smiles and golly gee I’m just bubbly inside from all the unexpected love.

giving thanks for the sunshine and clean coastal air, putting a spring in the step of the senior citizens and business class of Coolangatta’s finest beach side resorts.