I had a one-on-one session with a student yesterday.

Sometimes I notice something “out”… something that doesn’t fit the picture, and just like a good detective, I latch onto it, and watch it, and if I can, I use it to unravel the mystery someone’s life is.

But sometimes it takes a while to really identify what it is that doesn’t fit… it is just a hunch, it is just a feeling… like the faint scent of death for a search dog…