Rewind

I'm standing amongst the gays.
I'm texting the girl I met on my ***** trip.
I don't know it but in an hour I'll be in handcuffs.
We're texting back and forth about why we stopped talking.
She's the one that got away. My rational mind knows its best her and I no longer date as we are faaaaar too much alike, far too combustible together, just too much fucking lust and deep provocative attachment too quickly.

The rest of me, however, wants to know that this will be a serious test of my long term game.
I do not like to lose.
And the steeper the hill.....the more I wish to climb the mountain.

We don't talk for a few days b/c I'm in jail but afterward we briefly and tersely exchange texts but I get her to admit via subtext part of what scare(s)d her was how intensely the attraction and attachment took on a life of its own.

But, it was an important reaffirming experience. Occasionally, you find exactly what you want and you can have it....but you CANNOT break the rules of attraction and game and seduction without risk.

I think back to my life when she and I met: separated, broke, whatever.
Now I'm facing jail time, looking at switching careers, and in a state of uncertainty.
But I'm more congruent with myself than I was then.
I feel almost more at peace now if not actually....then I was then.

Perspective is a motherfucking powerful concept.

You have to change your values and true, inner, core beliefs to get what you want.
I genuinely believe virtually any girl, even a sheihk's oil tycoon daughter is lucky to have me b/c I have value to give her.
I genuinely believe a stripper is lucky to have me b/c I have value to give her.
I genuinely believe.....


And things will result from those genuine actual beliefs within you.