And once again, I have a cold. Brilliant.
At lunch time in the pub, I had a nice long (by normal standards) eye contact with an attractive woman as she walked past, and I smiled at her. It didn't feel forced, and the smile came naturally. It felt a bit like we were acknowledging each other and then moving on.
At lunch time in the pub, I had a nice long (by normal standards) eye contact with an attractive woman as she walked past, and I smiled at her. It didn't feel forced, and the smile came naturally. It felt a bit like we were acknowledging each other and then moving on.
Fear Is The Mind-killer