Some part of me is drawn into greeting you with a hello.

It is the same part that wishes to meet myself in this moment.

Negating one part seems to let the other fly off.

I feel awkward with myself  right now because I avoided the desire to greet a stranger. 

For some reason I really wonder how you are.
-- text written at a train station in response to making eye contact with a stranger and the effect on me of not saying hello to him.