I read a terrible pop science book on body language a long time ago. It taught me a few thngs, honestly. Like, if a girl keeps touching you, she may well like you. I thought of it again today. The book, and forgive me, I'm going from memory here, the book has an anecdotal experiment, where the author describes systemattcally moving objects on a dinner table slightly closer to his companion, until all the items on the table head crept a couple inches towars the companion. The companion, unconciously, began replacing the objext, objecting to the crowding.

Well, my neighbor keeps parking his car ever closer and closer to mine. I feel crowded. I feel insane for caring.