"go talk to her"

That's what people say when I tell them I'm interested in a woman.  "Dude--just go talk to her!"

If only it were that simple.

Women are lovely creatures--nice to look at.  Talking to them scares the shit out of me.  I've never known what to say, or how to say it.  I come off as a creep, an idiot or an asshole.  Michelle enjoyed reminding me that I have "no game, whatsoever."  Ouch!

Just this morning, I crossed paths with an about-my-age cutie-pie carrying a box into the post office.  Tallish.  Pretty dress.  Pretty feet.  I held the door for her, and she smiled and said "Thank You."  I watched her walk away.  Maybe she's got a husband or a boyfriend, maybe not.  Maybe she's single and "looking," maybe not.  Maybe she'll meet me for coffee.  Maybe, just maybe, she'll wrap her legs around my head and scream "OhGodOhGodOhGodOhGod."  Maybe not.  I'll never know, because, I don't have the balls to "go talk to her," or the "game" to do so smoothly.

One gesture, two words and I'm smitten.  This happens all day, every day.   She was just being "nice."  I know that.  What the fuck is wrong with me? 

My inability to talk with women is profoundly depressing.  Its alright, tho.  I have a plan...