This morning i counted how many people I met. This evening i counted how many i left. Silly. How does it change, how we go from one chapter to another, how we meet, how we go together somewhere, how we say things, how we leave. Which one of us is speaking at that time and which one of us is silent. When there are things to say and when there is nothing more to add. When we leave after conversation. When we leave covered  with unsaid things. How we choose the way we leave. How the life adds the soundtrack for it. How do we feel in a moment. How do we feel after a day, a week, a month. Are we angry, relieved, upset or optimistic. Are we full of guilt. Of hope. Of something else. Are we forgetting, forgiving or replying the things we said or wanted to say. How do we feel. How do I feel.