I'm a grocery store mutterer, but I don't expect the produce to answer me back......yet.

I'm not even talking to them, I'm talking at them as a means of wind down after a hard day and to switch gears from work to home life.

Sometimes people do look at me oddly, but I wasn't talking to them either. Besides, they generally have a cigarette tucked behind their ear or reek of alcohol, so who's really the crazy one in this situation?

I would have said the general level of increasing unkemptness, but I was thibking about the neighborhood as a place, not the people.