Proven Wrong

I'm not a very confident person. I don't think I'm all that attractive, I know I come off as a jerk when people first meet me, and I know I suck at small talk making it difficult for new people to begin to enjoy my company... Every once in a blue moon though (perfect use of this saying), something happens that forces me to forget all of that.

 This weekend was one of those times. I started off feeling very alone, it was my first time traveling being newly single.  I had to drive several hours on my own, was left alone for the majority of the first day to explore some of Denver on my own, and went to the lottery for Book of Mormon on my own. Was pretty rough... I had some great times with some folks I haven't seen in a while, but afterwards I was left alone again.

Then I landed in Boulder. Dea and I had sadly grown apart over the past few years, which is something that happens when friends move apart. More significantly however, this is something that can happen when one friend loses sight of his priorities, and how important it is to hold onto the important friendships that made him who he is. I'm sorry for that. But amazingly enough, things fell right back into place!!!! It was so amazing to hang out with Dea and Ryan again! 

The second night I was in Boulder, my hosts had to work a drag show taking place at the theatre they worked for, being that I had nothing else to do in Boulder I went along to watch the show. This quickly turned into the best decision I could have made shortly after a break up.

We showed up several hours early as they had to set up before the show. I sat with my Nook on one of the couches in the lobby. Pretty soon the volunteers for the organization producing the show began to show up... and ERMAGERD there were some lookers in the bunch! I didn't move at first and one of the cute volunteers sat down next to me, thinking I was a volunteer as well. I told him I wasn't and that I should move to let them have the couches. This led to us chatting for a while until it was clear I needed to let the volunteers get briefed on what they'd be doing. 

I moved to a different area of the lobby and ended up having a really nice conversation with Ryan which proved to me that I wasn't alone in feeling like I had no clue what I was going to do with my BA in theatre, made me feel much better for that! Every time I'd look back to where the volunteers were sitting I'd either catch eyes with the guy who I had talked to, or I'd catch a pair of really cute guys looking at me and talking to one another. 

The night carried on in basically the same way the entire night. I met several guys, flirted like crazy, and all in all had a night that made me feel spectacular about myself. I rarely feel attractive, but being in a new crowd of gay people (and looking pretty slick I must admit) made me feel like I was a catch!

I kept talking to that first guy throughout the night. When the night was coming to an end he came up to me, said goodnight, that it was nice to meet me, and left. Dea, who was with me, said she was disappointed because she thought for sure he'd have tried to at least go out for drinks with us afterwards. I agreed with her, but ultimately wasn't too upset. I lived far away so there wouldn't be anything serious between us anyways. I was just so thrilled to have spent the entire night knowing that guys find me attractive!

A few minutes later he came back in, walked right up to me, and asked for my number. A few hours after that a date was planned and I had officially been proven wrong. I am attractive, I can come off as a really sweet but timid guy, and when needed I can make small talk that makes people enjoy being around me and want to get to know more. I'm happy being me, and this all couldn't have come at a better time!