a face

I made a friend on the bus this afternoon. Or I should say he made a friend of me. I probably would never have spoken, but as I sit in a fog of 'to dos' and 'going theres' I shouldn't forget that every person has a story. Every person has something to teach me. And I certainly learned something great today.

"An eye can threaten like a loaded and leveled gun, or it can insult like hissing or kicking; or, in its altered mood, by beams of kindness, it can make the heart dance for joy.... One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the bodily symbol of identity."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson