Yesterday, I stumbled upon a blog that was rather disturbing. On the surface, it appears to be written by a girl who misses her former boyfriend.

Upon further reading, it is her anonymous journal... a desperate attempt to stay in touch with a guy who's forbidden contact with her via restraining order.

What is it about our small sphere of existence that creates such a sense of scarcity that we can get so wrapped up in the wrong person?

Seriously, what is up with that? Granted, I'm just as guilty as some of these other people who's blogs I happen upon... but I'd like to think that my eyes have been opened.

So, what does it take to open more people's eyes? I just get this feeling that these people are so pathetic... but then I feel like a hypocrite, because I know I have been there.

Then I feel sorry for them, because I have no way of moving them safely to the place where I am now.

I accept that there are so many women out there, that all of the Miss Wrongs just don't matter. I can continue on my quest for Miss Right.

Or Miss Right Now. =^)

However, I have to admit that occasionally that cute co-worker walks by, and I know she wants me, but I don't dare.

I've learned, it is more trouble than it is worth. It doesn't matter how cute she is... I'll meet another. Besides, it's more about the game than the girl.

No, I'm not saying that the girls aren't important. They are. However, my focus needs to be on myself, on my state.

Ok, I'll stop rambling now.

What i'm listening to:

Time After Time
Cyndi Lauper
She's So Unusual

I was raised in a really small town. It's one of those communities where everyone knows who you are and what you are up to... even the people you don't know personally have their own conceptions of who you are, however flawed their information may be.

A place like that instills ideas, beliefs, and eventually habits... and shapes one's personality.

Granted, I am not in what one would consider a big city now, but it is hard to get into my head the idea that people out there aren't watching... that they quite frankly don't care what I do.

I've spent so much of my life "keeping my nose clean" that I feel trapped inside myself. I still feel self-conscious when it comes to approaching women.

One thing I was able to do in Las Vegas was to debunk the myth inside myself that there is a scarcity of women in the world. It is this belief of scarcity that leads men less fortunate than me to date women they work with, settle for less than the ideal girl, and even marry the first one they sleep with.

There are so many beautiful women out there... so many options! If one young lady turns a cold shoulder to me, all I need to do is say, "Next!"

It's that simple!

And stop being so paranoid. No one is watching you... no one cares!

So, approach that gorgeous young brunette. There is nothing to lose and everything to gain!

What i'm listening to:

Brand New Lover
Dead or Alive
Mad, Bad & Dangerous to Know