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Lucky Jeans (about letting go of the fear of rejection)


I am writing this from a lovely (but slightly chaotic at the moment) cafe just around the corner from where I live. The jazz is quite distractive but mixed with the cold September weather outside it can not help but to put a smile on my face. An older man sitting next to me tells me about a leg injury he got from martial arts and that he now, several years later, will receive treatment for it, as well as how life, if you allow to see it that way- is beautiful.. and that karma is not a bitch, only if you stir it up yourself. There are owl ornaments on the wall as well as a few guitars, and the Turkish family that own the cafe are having broccoli on the table next to me. 

Anyway...  let me get back to what I had on my mind for today..I wanted to write about Letting go of the fear of being rejected. Lately I haven not been able to go out for drinks, or to clubs or any of those other scenarios where you might meet someone (whether clubs and Saturday nights are really the right time and place for that can also be questioned). But either way...I am often inconveniently away from wherever single men might be seen, and not just running by with a suitcase looking straight forward. I work at the pub all Friday and Saturday evenings. You might think that working at a pub would be the best place to be, but it is actually more seldom then often that you get met by a flirt (or find anyone not coupled up..Our place happens to be the family + smooch magnet of the neighborhood). 
So when the opportunity hits you, you might just have to take the chance.

My coworker said it in a very good way (as she wrote down my number on a note to hand out.. with the words Are You Single? If Yes Call me.); You will never know if you do not ask, and the worst that can happen is that it is a No. Of course the response to this initiative was that one of his friends (after some much appreciated cheering from their all guys table) came over to me and asked "So which on of you is S.." I got embarrassed and told him it is me me to which he replied.. "Haha, Wow did not see that coming.." and then they all left. Yeah.. I was not dressed as "hot" as the other girls, light makeup and my Lucky Brand comfy jeans (Lucky also since my name, spelled correctly can be found on the inside of this thrift shop find). But I was being me, not trying, just being me. 

And the lesson here is this; as much as their answer could be No, you could also learn something about them right there at the spot (something that this app world we live in often fails to show) they did not like you for you, when you were your confident beautiful self ad had the confidence to do the old fashioned and just walk up there. Now, a person who rejects us then is not who we would want to waste our time on anyway, Right ? So now you know, also (and sorry for the following cursing.. dad) but F#&k having to be sexy. 

Be You

His Loss

The other thing is this,You Never Know. 
The more you dare to put yourself out there, surprisingly the more "Yeses" you will get (apparently.. As I just started I have not reached that level yet).
And what is better, that yes came when they saw you, just as you are, right there and then. 

And.. What if ?...
He might just be right there.


The rain is now poring down harder than ever, in the background plays Kings of Leon- This Sex is on Fire. 








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