Yesterday at work I helped a girl who most men would rate between 8 and 10. I use that scale for context but I prefer to use 1 or 0, yes or no—I didn't come up with that btw. She was stunning and I was nowhere near as self-conscious as usual around girls like this. I noticed her beforehand and she turned twice to look in my direction. May not have been just to look at me, but she did and I'm adopting a mindset of assuming that women are attracted to me and so all their subtle, seemingly indirect shit is attention for me. So I helped her out and it was freeing not to be crippled by internal garbage-talk. I think she was into me too and the interaction went smoothly. I made her laugh with a little bit of personal disclosure. Most important I was comfortable. I imagined escalating with her and the usual shit feelings weren't there. Now I didn't feel like god's gift to women, but it was nice to feel differently than expected. I think the program might be poking through.
Oh and it was a lesson unto itself how sweet she was. Under different circumstances, I'd see a girl like this and assume she's way out of my league with the attitude to match, but this once seemed so accessible.
Oh and it was a lesson unto itself how sweet she was. Under different circumstances, I'd see a girl like this and assume she's way out of my league with the attitude to match, but this once seemed so accessible.
Under heaven all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
