The dancer (Singapore)

I was heading to my neighbourhood juice shop when I saw a woman, waiting for her drink, suddenly break into a dance. Curious about the music, I tried to steal a glance at her phone. Then I noticed her earphones dangling from her arm—nice to be able to dance without music.

 I walked past,not wanting to disturb her. Let the dancer have her moment. I remembered another dancer I met a long time ago in Korea.