Bad Catholic has an interesting post on our experience of making eye contact with others and what it might mean.

Eye-contact is a fascinating phenomenon. With our beloved, it is a delight. With a stranger walking down the hall, it is unbearable. This leads to the exciting game by which I — knowing full well that I am about to cross paths with the aforementioned stranger — pretend not to know it at all. I keep my head down, fascinated — for some inexplicable reason…

Read it here: Eyeball the Enemy