The Smiling Method.

I got smiled at today, randomly by a stranger in the street. I realised again how much a smile says about a person, both in terms of their nature and their reason for smiling. Every smile is different, and every one tells a little story of some sort if you’ve a mind to look for it.

I sometimes wonder whether we should stop communicating with words and do it with facial expressions instead. We might come to a better understanding of one another. Come to think of it, I often do.

OK, both is good.