I think it is a joke that I am afraid of approaching another human being! What can they do?

They can't define me. I've got nothing to prove.

It is fear of mine so I just want to approach one girl on the street, tell her she's gorgeous, introduce myself, ask for her name and ask what's she up to and her number. That's it!

What was it that I feared earlier when I saw a single hottie?

I imagined she would scream and reject me. What do I care?

The thing is I would imagine it's obvious I'm on a personal quest when conferring with the subject because I am more interested in the intention than the individual. To atone for this I intend on feeling presently grounded in the moment and giving her warm eye contact - as studied this weekend while sick in bed.

I don't need luck because it is just about participating, getting my foot in the door. I will feel so proud of myself irrespective of what the girl says. This attitude comes from an instilled mindset, I am good enough.