Unfolding

It happens every once in a while, though more than I'd like to admit. I'll notice that I'm doing it again, in public, without even realizing that it was occurring. I do it in class, in line for a salad, at Church, when I'm talking with strangers, when I'm talking with friends. I notice other people doing it as well, and most folks don't seem to be bothered by it. Not me, I'm out to change my ways, make me a new man and all that. So I slowly uncross my arms from in front of my chest and place them in my pockets or at my sides. And if I'm feeling bold I'll even put my hands in my back pockets. I don't need to be so defensive in this world if I want to show it love, and I'm trying to start with my non-verbal cues. This doesn't mean that my boycott of smiling in public has come to an end though. That will come with time and a lot more work. you have my love.