Once I was dancing strangely- and I mean strangely– in front of my bedroom window. To my surprise, I looked outside and saw a familiar face. My neighbor, whom I have known- to the extent of seeing him whenever he enters his kitchen- for my entire life, was staring right at me. To avoid prolonging the awkward eye contact, I immediately ducked under my desk and then proceeded to crawl into another room. I keep my curtains closed from now on.
