It seems like all I do is make decisions. This isn’t a complaint; I like to make decisions. My problem is that my mind wants to keep working on them when I’m ready to do something else.

This creates a short attention span for me. Most of the people around me know this. They know that if they want me to hear them, they should establish eye contact, or my head should at least turn in their direction.

When I was in college over fifty years ago, down in East Texas, how people greeted each other was very similar to how we greet each other today.

However, there were a few people, usually older, focused, and traveling briskly, like myself now, who, when you passed them, would say “All right” and keep walking.

I like that, not all the time, but it has its place.