Work conference. Two days of smiling and feigned interest in certain subjects/persons, or as Christopher would say “grab-assing”. All good. Walking through a hallway and say “Good morning” to a stranger. I get a grunt in return. Seriously? A grunt? In my younger days I would have been slightly hurt by that. This morning, I simply returned the sound. It was an automatic response, even surprised myself just a bit. You learn things – maybe confidence? Maybe a who cares attitude? Maybe a “duck back” outlook? Whatever it is, is okay and I like it.