Cuddling on the
Wild Side

Even as a kid, especially when I was in a comfortable place (physical or not), I would frequently just start dancing. It may have just looked like bobbing back and forth to others, but it was dancing to me. The best part is that there didn’t even have to be music playing. I would just enjoy life and start dancing.

REAL BAD XXI dance floor during Folsom Street Fair weekend.

It’s more rare I’ll dance without music now-a-days, but you’ll frequently see me busting a move at the bar standing against the wall or even sometimes out on the dance floor. Don’t start thinking that any chemicals or alcohol are involved in this either. I’m sure if I really wanted to, or cared about what other people thought, I could stop myself. I don’t care what other people think though. I’m having a good time.

Part of this is I have enough confidence to do it. I don’t have to be drunk to get on the dance floor, or approach the guy. Maybe you need to dig down deep in yourself, but when you stop caring what other people think and stop caring if you “fail”, you’ll get things done and enjoy yourself.

Yeah, if you go up and talk to a guy, he may be an asshole and ignore you, but he may also start talking to you. I like to have eye contact first, and that’s one of my barriers. Once I have that though, he’s totally fair game.

Something I’ve come to learn is how fucking sexy confidence truly is. Don’t be timid about what you want, or what you are interested in. Have the confidence to do what you want. You really can’t expect someone else to believe in you, when you don’t even believe in yourself. Find your true self, and bring that person out.