reading missed connections

I like reading these, it's kinda fun. I feel like a kid at x-mas opening one up and hoping it may be me. Even when it's not, it's still interesting to see the vibrance of life that goes on around me every single day.

Then, however, reality sets in and I'm fairly certain I'll never be the object of desires posted here. I'm kinda invisible. Not that I'm unattractive; I think I'm better than average; I have a great smile, beautiful eyes, a good butt, I'm tall enough; however, chances are I'm not what most people are looking for, and I'm fairly cool with that. I realize I do it too; while staring at the hottie on the other side of the train, hoping to catch her eye; I'm probably staring straight through a cute, smart, lovely, and perfectly wonderful girl (who I would have noticed had Miss Hot-Mess not been in my line-of-sight), who is noticing me. I have to remind myself of that at times. If I really want to find someone to be happy with and perhaps spend the rest of my life with, I need to stop ogling the girl that probably has someone already and gets leered at by every other guy on the train and probably isn't what I really want in a person anyway. I'm going to stop ignoring Miss Perfect-For-Me just to get a look at the Miss High-Maintenance.

So let that be a lesson for all of you ladies out there as well; while you're drooling over Mr. McGorgeous, you've rendered invisible Mr. Great Guy, who would walk the world twice over just to have you catching him looking at you, and give him a smile.



Comments

[amy]

Saw a couple of posts and thought of this story, and thought you might get a kick out of it
http://www.nygirlofmydreams.com/

[Dayne Morris]

Thanks! That is simply awesome; I am a little jealous of this guy.