talk to strangers

The major stoppoint of my lil endeavour is really me and not them.
I stop myself before anything.

FOr example I ran across this abosolutely beautiful 6’7 model just glamoura. with lifs that puckered and supple breasts.

Wow. I was just frozen in time. I was a frozen manaequin just enjoying this moving vixen. was quite the show.

It is amazing just how rediculous we live.
We live in FEAR.
One result from living in FEAR is FEAR of people. We are humans.
We are constantly evaluating in our minds

is my hair okay. am i looking cool enough. Does she notice me. Are my lips puckered just enough to look sexy. Is she looking at me?
So much inner dialogue and counteracting what we really want to do that we end up either procrastinating to the point of not doing it at all.

So one thing I’m taking up is this.
Talking to strangers. Being in the moment. Listening. What they have to say. Do all these without FEAR of what the result might be before I even reach them to say a word.

I will take this challenge.

Followups to come.