"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."

Attraction runs on a clock.

She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.

The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."

One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.

Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.

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JonJaper

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corrector said:
That's right, tell him JonJaper. He should travel to Amsterdam instead in the Red Light District and find a girl that looks like his ex-girlfriend then that would change his attitude. He'll probably find a few girls there that look like this ex-girlfriend.
LOL not sure if serious...

But if you are, it might actually work for the OP. Hell, it worked for me lol. You can't have the experience of f*cking 4 HBs (9s or 10s) in the space of 12 hours for 50 euros (around $70) per girl in a place where it's legal and regulated anywhere else in the world. It can really put one-itis and women woes into perspective. If women problems are a major distraction for you (I suspect the OP is distracted from his life by it), then such an action might get rid of the distraction and free your mind for other things in life.

It was no coincidence how after the Amsterdam trip, I started hitting the gym hard, getting serious with my diet and reading DJ material properly.

OP needs to take action and actively do something to get out of his rut/midlife crisis.
 

"I just moved here from Florida."

That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?

She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."

She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.

I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.

Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.

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