Both I and my neighbor wake up early each day. I sit at kitchen table; she walks outside... ...and looks in my window when she passes ...and locks eyes with me. Neither of us acknowledges each other. We've never met. I have no coping mechanisms for suburban life.
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I actually thought to myself, "I should bake her banana bread and go introduce myself just to get passed this awkward hurdle," and then I felt it was time for a good cry.
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Replying to @generativist
My small complex here in S. Africa is pretty reserved, & I have mostly international neighbors. Cookies at Xmas for the families that are here yielded a traditional Mexican dessert and a traditional Japanese snack in return. Food is a decent ice breaker.
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