All my life, if people described me they would invariably say “he is nice”. When I was younger I was a bit aggrieved by this as why couldn’t they come up with a more exciting descriptor. “Nice” seemed boring and what you may say, for example, about a vanilla ice cream.
As I’ve got older, I’ve grown to appreciate the “nice” and even though I’m biased I think if that is how people see you, you have done a pretty good job.
Without wanting to offend anyone, I’d like to wave to all you nice Word-presser’s. 👋
Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus
Now just a Simple Pilgrim