She’s amazing.

It seems like all eyes are on her as she walks past.

A ray of light has just pierced the busy Barnes and Noble cafe.

She sits down at a table and begins reading a book.

She’s alone at her table.

I’m alone at my table.

She’s amazing.

Did I already say that?

I could sit here and watch her walk by all day.

And then I realize that I could actually talk to this girl. It’s possible for me to get up from the table where I’m sitting, slowly walk over to her and say ‘hi.’

I have nothing to lose. Read the rest of this entry »

Questions from a reader:

I take it you were once like every other nice guy out there who couldn’t talk to strangers for whatever reasons, but while most gurus and websites advertising seminars and workshops would have you believe that your approach anxiety can be fully ‘cured’ in six hours, you seem to still suffer greatly from it. – TA

Guys who are really good with women still get approach anxiety. Approach anxiety is not something to be be “cured” in six hours, six weeks or even six years.

That nervousness and excitement you feel when you make yourself vulnerable by talking to an attractive girl is a GOOD THING. It adds energy to the interaction.

Do I still get approach anxiety? Read the rest of this entry »

Every single day I’m faced with a choice.

Do I stand there in silence or open my mouth and talk to somebody?

I could be in the elevator.

In line at the cafe.

Getting into a cab.

It’s a rainy morning. 10 am on my way to work. The cafe in my building is filled with people.

I get in line.

There’s a girl standing in front of me. Do I open my mouth and say something, or do I stand there in silence? Read the rest of this entry »

“That is so corny,” she says to me and turns around and walks away.

Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch.

None of my openers are working today.

Nothing is sticking.

I’ve been slogging from store to store in the bitter New York City cold.

God, I’m a champ.

It’s like I can hear the Rocky theme song playing in the background. This is the beginning of my montage and girls are laughing at me and throwing drinks in my face. Read the rest of this entry »