Steps

I promised my friend Marcelle Manhattan, that I would blog the little victories of breaking down barriers to talk to people. Smile and talk with another random human being. Make contact.
People - I hate doing this. Going up to a stranger and saying hello. It's difficult. If you met me you would not think 'He's shy' - hate that word but there I've said it, but I have a real problem with talking to people I don't know. But, but, I'm going to beat it. It's part of my plan.

So 2 scenarios then from last week.
1- Thursday night, on the way home, late, surprisingly. Dark haired Girl sits down opposite me on the train. I smile at her. She immediately starts talking. She offers me some baby kiwi fruits. A spark going on, absolutely. She tells me where she works. I will meet her on thursday for a coffee. Happy Alex, simple things , baby steps.

2 - Sunday morning. In the depth of my depression, I walk into the local starbucks, spy a sofa opposite a girl, head down, writing. For no reason, I approach her.
"Anyone sitting here?"
She looks up, pauses,shakes her head. I sit down. Easy one.
"Are you writing a book?" Banal, I know.
"My diary" she replies, looking startled that someone dare speak to her in a starbucks.
"Will you blog it later?"
She says no, no one would be interested, I reply that she may be surprised. I never thought anyone would be interested in my ramblings.
She continues "Besides I'm not sure I want the things I write here to be made public"
I nod and smile " Aaah, that's the beauty of it, try it, it soothes the soul and rests the mind"
No spark going on, no chemistry, but what the hell?
baby steps, Alex, baby steps.