CléaYou’re walking along with your posture straight and your eyes pointed directly ahead. Engrossed in your private world. Absorbed with thoughts of anything. Or nothing.
Then you spot an approaching stranger. You look at her, and your mind processes archived images. You avert her gaze and continue walking. In the meantime, you ponder, is she/isn’t she? It has been a few years. It could well be. Instantly, you compare her to the younger images stored in memories. And you wonder if she has recognised you. Possibly. Maybe. And you evaluate how much you’ve changed in comparison to her. How you’ve fared over the years.
By the time you reach your destination, it longer matters. Today, you feel good and you look good. Your confidence would have shone like a bright star in the twilight sky. You conclude that you do indeed have the advantage. Then smile quietly to yourself.
Tags: cbmused, encounter, recognition
Man the things in your life are starting to sound like the vivid images of my dreams.
Whenever I tell myself that, I wonder if it’s just me telling myself for what it is or me trying to convince myself to be a little happier with where I am.
I know I have. It’s just harder to actually convince myself 100% of the time that I’m no longer that little runt in my past. That I’m better and wiser. Sometimes I do need a swift kick to the head to remind me that for sure. It’s not so easy when you have a lot of baggage from the past to carry.
Confidence is key, huh. It changes everything. I find that people (especially women) who carry an air of confidence will never fail to turn heads. Knowing that I’ve fared better than the other person puts a confident smile on my face too.
Hehe, and guys would NEVER do that…
Kami: Either way we need to believe that we’re better off. Otherwise, there comes a point when we’re so fixated on the past that we can’t move forward. Even when life has kicked us in the shins, our eyes should point forward.
Almost Loved: On the right day and with the right feeling, we project our best, be it a smile, a glint in the eye or just a general look in someone’s direction that elicits a smile. That confidence is key, and while it felt good to fare well, I had a feeling she would have thought the same about me.
Gboy: Oh no?
Of course… guys would NEVER do that…
And forward we shall go, to hell hath no stone unturned. Or at least some place where I can sleep under a palm tree drinking pina coladas out of a pineapple.
Forward we shall go indeed.
This happened as you described it the other day, only I am a man, obviously.
The girl has really let herself go. She looked like she may have wanted to talk.
I hate running into people from the past. I always feel like they’ll think I haven’t aged gracefully or something. I obviously need more confidence!
You win this round. What if you see her again next week or this arvo? Would you say something? Somebody above said “confidence is everything” and that’s so true. The way a woman walks says so much about her. It’s what can make an average looking woman and make her a sexy woman. That’s my belief at least.
Kami: Enjoy that pina colada! I’ll take mine straight from a Martini glass.
Casey: That’s an awful sensation. I’ve been in her situation on a bad day where I thought I didn’t fare well (bad hair day and a quick rush out the door in the morning). You wonder if they saw you/recognised you then tell yourself they didn’t. And to want to talk to you, sounds like it could have been awkward.
EM: Even on a good day? I’m sure you look fabulous. Maybe you don’t think it at the time. To be honest I didn’t think I looked terrific. I was in jeans, boots, little make-up and my hair was styled. It’s about the feeling within. I’m like you, people in the past I don’t keep in touch with belong to the past.
Egan: No. Like EM said, I don’t like seeing people from the past. She’s someone I knew when I was a student and I have no intention of catching up, comparing notes and all the explanations that would follow.
I agree on the confidence/sexiness factor. Us women worry about a little weight here and there which men never notice when we’re feeling great and radiating confidence and appeal. If only we could control our insecurities, there would be a lot of confident women around.