Speaking of, the non-verbal

While within psychology studies you often hear delightfully fitful datums.  The statistical statements which jar the familiar patterns of your mind, making momentary moments in which things are dew; thoughts which are condensed from the atmosphere, especially in darkness, and deposited in the form of small cyclical datums on minds which have cooled.

Case in point, this datum - 80-90% of human communication is non-verbal, and further, a mere 7% of communication is attributed to actual spoken word. 

With age ideals become less in their use.  And so, this datum was a particular piece which continually looped my imagination and fascination as I entered into a reality of relationships.  But still, this thought was less a true bloom till I arrived in Korea…  Till I lived in a foreign land shamelessly ignorant of the spoken language required by society.  Regardless, I was a student of culture continuing, endfully fascinated within the human differences which speak so soundly yet softly behind words perceived.       

In return, mornings have been, and are, kind.  They have led me so recently through many days wherein my habitually cooling mind has resurfaced within the surreal; in infamous dinner localities where I wake from 12 hour lifetimes to the inspiring understanding which had floated past and around me unbeknownst. 

Cue scene. "No, I don't understand what you said, but yes I understand what you're saying, and as well, this secret between us." 

Here, employees, bosses and grunts, often go for dinner and drinks together after work.  An event which rarely happens in the U.S., and which would make little cultural sense, did it in fact occur.  As so, these dinners can be especially uncomfortable for us foreigners. But this is not what I speak of.