By: Tony

Lost my new favorited hat. 

Purchase from a street corner to keep the wind from my scalp. 

Chosen for its color which matched the silver-grey design in my navy scarf. 

When does self-love become narcissism, the title of a seminar I attended the next day that taught me nothing of either self-love or narcissism? 

What I did learn was friendship comes in many forms and shows up unexpectedly.

A surface look at narcissism through social media. 

We don’t Instagram.

A long walk on a lovely mild night in March to a restaurant that can’t fit three women of color for over an hour. 

Two statuesque blonds go right in. 

A Lyft to a different restaurant with the same name. 

A table in the center straight away. 

Good food, drinks, conversation, time flies. 

A tipsy walk to an Uber a block away. 

Talk of gentrification, art exhibitions, spectacle, in mixed company. 

Two blocks to my hotel with feigned sobriety. 

Sleep. 

Morning.

What happened to my new favorite hat?