Suppose this happens to you:

Yer napping on your porch, and suddenly awakened by an enormous sonic boom. To your disbelief, a brand new F22 fighter jet is coming in for a landing on your driveway. Sitting there with your jaw agape and deafened by the jet engines winding down, you watch as the canopy pops open, some billionaire looking guy climbs out and walks over to you. He tosses the keys at you and says:

"Here take it, I'm to old for this shit, the G-forces are pulling my balls down to my knees. I'm not going to teach you how to fly it though. Yer on yer own. Good luck and enjoy". Immediately a black stretch lambo shows up and off he goes.

You stare in silence. Massive heat waves billow out the stealth vectored nozzles. The canopy blinds you with its reflection in the sunlight. Its as big as two school buses and you notice he left his helmet for you. Luckily you have a really long driveway, and since the F22 is unarmed, its perfectly legal for you to hop in and try to fly it.

Now....what would you do?

I'm pretty sure everyone here would forgo sleep and food until they at least got airborne, right? We've all had those moments where our dad let us FINALLY play with/work on the motorcycle/car/boat/gun/etc...

Remember that feeling? Of freedom, learning, excitement? Of knowing you are doing what you MUST DO to become a man, that you have taken the next step, and are TAKING the next step, simulatenously.

Its exhilirating....

Why isn't it that way with women? There is an endless supply of them. There are endless chances to approach them. Its a trivial thing to isolate each situation so the only person who knows what has happened in the past is you.

Are we really that afraid of rejection? How come we don't willingly hop in and learn without a second thought..without AA, without overthinking...why isn't it like sitting in 300 million bucks of war machine?

Whats more thrilling, breaking the sound barrier, or seeing that you are GETTING BETTER with women? I'd say its easily the latter.

So whats the difference?