Why do I laugh? Or cry? Or smile? What in my brain causes that? What kind of intelligent little part of my mind can decipher what's going on around me, and cause me to do something that I don't even want to sometimes? Even when I don't know what's going on, or how to feel about it, something in my brain can. It just takes a look at what's going on around me -- who I'm talking to, what I'm looking at, and it interprets it better than I can. Then it puts my feelings into action so that other people know what I'm feeling. They can all read it on my face. And sometimes I feel like everybody knows me. Everybody -- except for me.