I wish I knew morse code

I think my neighbor is trying to morse code a relationship with me. Thus far, I haven't knocked back. This is either because I don't want to or because I'm not quite sure which neighbory is knocking on the walls.


The chubby guy on the left (I've lived here for a year and a half and I've still never introduced myself to him/talked to him/cared) kinda weirds me out because he is creepy. He has (at least) two dogs. These dogs bark all day and when he brings them in at night, tear across his apartment making quite the ruckus. This usually happens right when I'm trying to go to sleep, like that instant where you're either going to stay awake or drift into sleep. The first couple of times it happened, I thought he had some sort of tumbling team over for a visit. I kinda wish it were a tumbling team, because then he'd be much more interesting and I wouldn't dislike him as much. During the day, I sometimes put meat on the other side of the fence his tiny backyard and mine share just so the dogs go crazy. I like to remind them of my evolutionary dominance.


My neighbor on the other side is a grown up. She's actually my age, or maybe a little younger, but she's forged legitimate adult relationships (boyfriend, although there's two different boy-cars, and I'm not so much nosy as I am excited to make up scenarios in my head; mainly that one is her boyfriend and the other is her fraternal twin that fused with her at the wrist when they were in the womb and as such they have a special connection and talk in their own Nell-type language). She also has a grown-up job, and is not procrastinating by going to grad school like SOME PEOPLE. How do I know this? We go to the same yoga studio. Which leads me to my next point (or my first, as the case may be):


I dislike knowing my neighbors. It's weird, I know, but I don't like being friends with someone who lives next door to me. It's like moving in on the first date. I may like you a bit (I'm sure my neighbors are lovely people), but I need time apart to make sure I'm not experiencing stockholm syndrome. Am I turning into Patty Hearst? Only time apart from you will let me know.

I really can't pull off berets. Or semi-automatic weapons.

Plus, if I make friends with my neighbors, and it's just a strained relationship, I'll have to see them EVERY DAY. This would suck * 10000. Who wants that? I have a neighbor across the alley that I actually knew before we were living near each other, so I wouldn't mind hanging out with him because he's already been vetted and he will not use me to rob banks for the Symbionese Liberation Army (what does that even mean? do they liberate Simbas?).

Does anyone make close friendships with their neighbors?