背影

今天坐了她的后面。
一直看着她的背影。
开心，是因能看见她的洁白又可爱的脸。

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Alvin sent me an e-book yesterday of Neil Strauss’ The Game – a true tale of the author’s life who turned from journalist to pick-up artist. I dismissed it at first, thinking it was some preposterously ridiculous how-to book, but as it was written in a personal point of view, I found it an interesting read, even if I’m not going to apply any of the theories and supposed science from it.

Reading it imbued me with a strange sense of confidence – something I don’t think I’ve ever discovered before. Digging into this pool of untapped confidence made me serenely happy with traces of high throughout today – to a drug-like extent – and of course, sitting behind her, even if I’m not going to do something about it.

I don’t even know her name – but it’s been a while since someone tickled and awakened the sleeping warmth inside me.