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How I Became a Famous Pickup Artist : Part 2

This is a continuation of the story, How I Became a Famous Pickup Artist Part 1. If you haven't read that already, you should do so before reading this article.

Papa was notorious for being in contact with everyone in the pickup scene. I couldn't blame him, either - he was the business side of "Real Social Dynamics", a company that taught seminars and workshops to aspiring players. Not surprisingly, he was the only person at the seminar that I knew.

In order to extract every last precious second out of my experience, I had gotten on the earliest flight to Chicago that I could book. I called Papa when I arrived at the hotel at 10am. I could hardly make out his voice. He'd been out in the clubs until very late and was still sleeping.

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?

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I woke up today after what was possibly one of the worst nights sleep I have had in a long time. There were no bad dreams, I was comfy enough but I kept waking up in what can only be described as a blind panic. By half 5 I gave up on trying for any more sleep - hence this blog post being written so early over a strong black coffee.

The reason behind my panic? I am meeting Mel today. Yes the beautiful, amazing Mel I met while travelling who actually made going to a Full Moon Party fun (as an old cynic this was no mean feat), made me realise I could laugh again and didn't get on my nerves once is coming to stay with me. She's got herself in gear, worked hard and saved to come and stay with me for hopefully the foreseeable.

Mel's younger then me, by nearly a decade and this DOES bother me. Not because she doesn't understand me, not because she makes me feel old but because it reminds me that her actions while impressive are something we expect from young people - impulsive and adventurous. When you get a bit older these adjectives change - in my case to mental and irresponsible. I remember last year when I decided to pack up and leave the UK I was met with alot of shocked looks and questions... two of which I'll discuss here.

I'm doing this is an exercise to remind me (and the lovely people that read this blog - hello!) of the possibilities I still have open to despite the barriers I sometimes feel that there are.

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