The dying day.

As the day, or night, comes to a close, I review what has happened. I think about the events that have happened that day. I think of the arguments, the give-ups, and the happiness. The emotions that overwhelmed me and the emotions that overwhelmed other people. The body language conversations that go on without any words involved. The smirks and grins, frowns and creased foreheads, that all happen in the hallways. Don't speak, just observe. Every day has something to teach you, take the time to listen.