Yesterday I had one of those 'next level' glimpses where I went into a bike co op with zero intentions to pick up anyone. I was there to fix my bike so I could maybe go explore new areas in town... e.i. to get to a place to work on my day game. Oh the irony. It just so happen that there was a cute af girl working on her bike too. The place was pretty chaotic and busy but after having the first chance of being in her proximity, I gave it no thought. In fact, the seconds after she and I made eye contact I remember feeling that part of my brain kick in “oh no what do I say” and I knew that if I let that part take over in just those few seconds she would know that I was ‘trying’ to think of something to say and it would have put a certain tint to the interaction. What I want to emphasize about this pick up was the high level of no thought /zen like action; pure improvisation combined with just the right level of intent to carry the interaction forward towards the unspoken goal of sex between two strangers, who just happen to hit it off in a spontaneous matter. It’s a painful fact that callibration is everything when you are thinking on your feet because you are doing a number of process simultaneously, you are thinking about the complex task of fixing up an old bike that you almost left behind in nyc while having the situational awareness of the girl that just happens to be there at the same time. You have all of these thoughts of assumptions go through your mind, ‘that she is there with her friends’, ‘that she has a boyfriend’, ‘that she is there to work and not be bothered by male attention’, ‘that you are nobody she has any interest in talking to’. You have those thoughts pass you by but you persist in taking every chance you get to push forward just to find out more about her. Why is it that in a room of mostly man, I happened to go home with the one hot girl? (okay maybe there was 1 other). A lot of those guys were taller, more established in their town, and maybe better looking. But none of them had the will to probe just a little further and find out more.

And I think there is another element to this that I wanted to point out. Thats the idea that if you put yourself out there maybe the universe will align with you. Maybe its indifferent and you’ll fall on your ass. But maybe all the little synchronicities align to make the connection possible. Just the fact that you chose to talk to this girl and figure out what her situation is. I chose to step closer and peak into a Schrödinger box where perhaps the very act of peaking in made it a reality.

Looking into the unknown

/ Let me preface this with the fact that I was never a natural, I've been working at this quietly for almost 10 years. I very recently relocated to Vancouver BC from NYC and was faced with the overwhelming challenge of starting over from scratch. After years of relative success (somewhat consistantly hooking up with high caliber grrls and a lot of models through tinder and other creative avenues), I realized that I had plattoed somewhere in the intermediary level - where I suspect a lot of guys, specially the naturals, get stuck because we build up little egos around our little successes and think to ourselves, Oh I got this under control, plenty of cute new matches on tinder and the occasional fuck buddy; I’m complacent but am I doing enough to get what I really want?