If I look out my bedroom window, I can see into the kitchen of the house across from me. Yesterday, I was looking out at the rain, just contemplating life, and I accidentally made eye contact with a girl in the kitchen. Slightly awkward, but who cares. This morning I noticed that the curtains were closed in that kitchen window. I only noticed because I've never seen them closed before in the 9 months I've lived here. Just a few minutes ago, I was again looking out my window at the rain, pondering, musing. Again, I somehow make eye contact with the girl in the kitchen. I instinctively move away from the window so that she can't see me. When I looked out the window again, her curtains are closed once more. I feel like I should somehow explain to her that I'm not a psycho stalker.