Always A Groomsman. Never A Groom.

Last night, I had the occasion to speak with a young man standing in the middle of a room filled with people. This young man had approached me to, in his very clumsy way, compliment me. I graciously thanked him then steered the conversation on to more neutral territory. At one point, this young man blurted out (and I do believe he thought he was solidifying his prior attempt at compliment), “This room is so full of beautiful women I don’t even know where to look!” Sigh. Told yall he was clumsy…

 

He did not understand when I pointed out to him that unless he evolves and gets to a space within himself where he knows the answer to that quasi-question, he will forever be standing in the middle of a room full of beautiful women… alone.

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