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The road of dating is filled with fun, so much fun as you know..The whole path of ‘wooing’ and being ‘wooed’ , as colloquial as I can possibly be , 
is equally pleasing for men and women
Real men who are onto something, enjoy the process.Who doesn’t want to discover something new, fresh and of good value? And real women also like to take their time to discover what they’re getting into. After all, ‘hooking’ up with someone these days goes way beyond a brief hanky panky between the sheets moments. Which means WiseGirls usually take their time in making big decisions.
But I wonder if the prospects of being wooed or finding something new is actually keeping me from passing through the pilgrimage. Am I putting my self at a disadvantage because maybe, just maybe, I have an unconscious pathological need to be wooed? Am I my own worst enemy?
If I do count my dates from the Sweet 16′s to date, I could honestly say that I have my fair share of dates. To be brutally honest, if I am asked to place them on a map, you could confuse me for a United Nations project if I don’t explain what I’m trying to do!!! I have had the good (or bad ) fortune of getting to meet men from all walks of life, although to be fair to my blushing lovely soul, my escapades have been limited to just 4 out of the 5 continents!
So what’s the common denominating rejecting factor here? For it surely isn’t the fact that these guys were bad choices although if I’m being super real, some of them were just simply not for me! Either they were too much into themselves, had too much hot air blowing from their you know where, or were just simply emotionally unavailable! But I wonder if, all were as perfect as I wanted them to be, would the supposed subconscious need to discover something new be the main reason why things didn’t work out with these guys? Or has timing got everything to do with this, as an old guy friend once said?
If timing has got all to do with this, then maybe I am safe from any presumed psychological deficiencies that I may be harbouring. Bless my darling heart and soul! But then and again, if timing hasn’t got anything to do with this then maybe the enemy of me, is surely me! And I sleep, live, walk, go through life with the enemy every day!
As I would like to believe that I am a well rounded super fabulous sexy chic with no psychological childhood burdens, let’s just hope timing is ALL there is to do with this!!!
