After making peace with my mother, my second business failing, I decided to give online dating another try. Yesterday evening, I spent an hour, and I saw a former classmate there. Before I skipped 9th grade, she used to be in my grade. We’ve known each other since primary school, but I never paid attention to her.
However, I concluded, she might be the one. So, I wanted to take matters into my own hands this morning.* After hesitating for presicely three seconds, I phoned her. I was sitting on a train from Dresden to Bad Schandau. She declined, then I got left on read, making this 75th** rejection.
I don't read;
I don't need wisdom;
I need execution, for I believe in speed.
I had called her, because if something is important enough, the only thing that matters is trying. Most things in life don’t matter; love isn’t one of them. In a world of infinite complexity, the only thing worthy of judgment is the purity of one’s heart.
Getting left on read didn't surprise me too much, because we don't really know each other. Maybe she has forgotten about me?
I'm in a position where I cannot lose. I'm an optimist for the very fact I tried.
I cannot give up, I cannot fatigue; for my resilience knows no bounds. Uncompromising excellence is a true testament to the indomitability of my spirit.
*I think, this app shadowbanned me. Why did I get zero likes and zero matches when I have built enough social skills to talk to any girl about anything?
**70 rejections from July 2024 had nothing to do with women, instead, business. However, I bloody well knew that I wanted to avoid being badly heartbroken again, so I meditated through these rejections in 4 days, in person.