I’m in a conversation with her. I had so much approach anxiety I didn’t think you could do it.  But I did.

And now I’m talking to her.  And I start to think…

I made it this far.  But what next?

This girl is amazingly cute.

And I have a shot with her.

But I don’t know where this is going!

What do I do next?!

Part of me wants to run away, to take her phone number and pick this up some other time when I can think about this more.

More thoughts start to flood my mind.  I start to feel out of control.  I’m a deer in headlights.

I’m getting more and more inhibited as the moments pass.  Words aren’t flowing out of me.  I’m caught up in a torrent of thoughts.

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You want this pretty bad.

I don’t have to tell you why you want to do this.

I don’t have to talk about how it feels to bring an amazing woman into your life.

From walking up to her, to giving her a kiss goodbye in the morning, to knowing she can’t wait to see you again–and you can’t wait to see her.

I don’t have to tell you that part. You know that part. You see beautiful women every day.

But sometimes the road ahead can seem so long. And the alternatives so easy.

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Karen’s so good at this, I thought to myself. I hate schmoozing.

I was in an electronic music project a few years ago and worked with a vocalist. She was an amazing singer, and really good with people.

Somehow she always managed to make great connections with people in the music business.

She’d get us into parties. And she was really good at talking to people.

I hated it. I hated the process of meeting new people and making small talk about nothing in particular.

“Can you believe this weather?”

“What are you drinking?”

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