Lost in my own private thoughts I saw a man walking towards me similarly distracted. For some unknown reason it behooved me to say, “Good morning”. He grunted, “Morning”
What? Wait! I believe that grunting is reserved for myself to give, not receive. There are others who willingly give a curt grunt that, while it acknowledges you, it also says “leave me alone”? But for some bizarre reason I thought that delight was left to me. To be the recipient is not something I’m fond of.