The past is remembered.
...to connect with,
like this video clip from TV series, "Roswell," shown below.
(I am sitting and writing this blog post alone as usual.)
I am a lonely blogger. I am being a needy, hopeless romantic.
Do you believe in soulmates?
Absolutely not. (I am here waiting for so-called soulmate. Nothing is happening.)
For instance, waiting and writing for "one" lady to find me. (Very highly, unlikely. I am not the movie character, James Bond. This is reality.)
What should I do?
Stop complaining and whining. Go out more. (Find, approach, and talk.)
Honestly, I do not want to play the "game." (Thinking of the perfect line to tell her, such as "I want to connect" or "All I want for Christmas is you." Then, knowing what to do next in the "game." Only aiming for the phone number other than trying to mainly connect with her.)
Always be myself.
Connect each other with a common interest, like this conversation shown below. (It already has started. 3 minutes later, she asked me.)
Attractive bank teller lady: What do you do?
Me: I am a tennis coach.
Attractive bank teller lady: I play tennis too.
Me: Let's hit. (I hand her a paper and pen.)
Attractive bank teller lady: (She giggles.) Sorry, I have a boyfriend.
After this, I could not walk out anyway, for the reason that, she was still working on my account. I could have been silent to the end, but I did not.
(3 years ago, I would have taken it extremely personal. I was a sore loser. I would overthink and tell myself, "She does not really have a boyfriend." I wanted things to go my way.)
Instead, I continually enjoyed talking to her.
Why I wrote this good recent conversation?
I was myself. Remember, always be myself. (Make it simple using "myself" than "genuine.") When I tell myself, "Always be genuine." It makes me do too much.
I have grown as a person. First and foremost, I want to connect. (Last month, I wrote a blog post, "Connect.")
Start finding, approaching, and talking. (Sounds like I am only going to do this for one straight hour.) Truly, I would think of this as a "numbers" game. I hate this mindset.
I must calibrate myself. For instance, conversation shown above came natural. (I was not pressured to do it.) First, I was running errands to the bank. Then, I unexpectedly ran into a bank teller. (As we were friendly talking, a common interest was brought up.)
Enough with my points.
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