Hey pink,

I was just thinking about this kind of transference today. Sometimes I'll see an old man from behind who has short white hair, long ears, tan scrawny neck, maybe a light blue jacket, maybe a hat... and I will stop short, as if time is suspended and I am seeing my dad. I know logically that my dad has been gone for 11 years, but it happens anyway and I'll have fond feelings for this complete stranger who makes me think of my dad.

It's good that you are aware this is happening with your neighbor so you can understand the feelings that come up when you see your neighbor who looks like your T.