(07th August, 2017 Email)
Please allow me to make some educated guesses about you, fellow Daygame brethren:
It’s becoming more and more pleasurable to go out into this weird and wacky world of ours and fly in the face of polite society as we ignore social ‘norms’ and actively pursue beautiful women during the daytime
Perhaps you are still at a stage where you dedicate certain hours of your day to Daygame
And go out on certain days of the week to practice.
A set routine
Beforehand you might watch one or two Daygame videos on the old YouTube. Hell you possible even read a few of these inspiring Daygame Australia emails to get you prepared for the day ahead.
You’ve had a nice breakfast. Or a nice lunch. You’ve put on your favorite shirt. Even your jeans look fly today. And duuuuuuuude, don’t get me started on that hair you’ve been styling for the last 15 minutes…
But hey, it’s all part of the game
Look good, give yourself an instant Daygame boost
Makes sense, yeah?
This is all well and good.
Let’s paint a picture together:
You’ve just finished a particularly stressful and shitty day at your 9 to 5. A day that started so sunny and promising has now culminated in grey clouds, wind and rain. And lucky you, your umbrella is safely tucked away in a dry closet back in your bedroom. You get the chills as you dash between raindrops on your way to the bus stop. Even more fortunately, as the bus approaches, it kicks up a puddle of water on the road and further drenches you.
Everything is going your way today…
Yet you put the shitty weather and your soaked clothes aside and make your way to the grocery store as you curse your luck and your crappy day
Your mind is elsewhere.
But in an instant, your mood chances.
Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you spot a delectable woman-person as she caresses a few of the baguettes in the bakery section.
The way her delicate hands slowly run their way up and down this shaft of cooked flour seems to give you a tingling feeling down below.
There’s a problem though…
Your mind kicks in
Suddenly you remember how draining you workday has been.
Plus you have just caught your reflection and seen just how tattered and wet you look.
Not to mention the strange squeaking sounds coming from your soaked shoes…
… It kind of sounds like a little farting noise every time you take a step…
Suddenly your logical brain kicks into overdrive. Your thoughts start spewing excuses and rationalizations about why you shouldn’t bother approaching this girl.
Plus, she’s just put the bread stick down and started walking away
You can’t win them all, you figure
(Even though you never gave yourself the opportunity to try and win)
You’re kicking yourself a little bit
But you start to rationalize
Most other times, you have nice dry clothes on. You’re looking a bit more fly. Your hair isn’t all wet. And your shoes definitely don’t make fart-sounds with every step as you approach the girl.
I guess you can chalk up this failed Daygame approach as being *unprepared*
But little did you know, in an alternate reality where you do approach this girl, she becomes your next lingerie model ex-girlfriend. I say ex. But it was a hell of a few months of incredible sexy times and threesomes with her model friends.
But hey, your shoes were farting
Fair enough that you didn’t approach, right?
See, just yesterday I felt like crap
I was hungover on a few substances. Not just alcohol.
I’d finally gotten around to my first food of the day at 12.30pm
And I was still sluggish. My mind wasn’t moving fast. It was barely moving at all. The last thing I wanted to do was go out and meet women.
You know what?
I accepted that. I accepted how I felt and gave myself permission to be a bit lazier. As long as I pushed myself into a few Daygame approaches, there was absolutely no reliance on any outcome.
And so it was
Without any motivation or momentum I went out.
Despite my brain doing everything to sabotage me, I met a stunning Brazilian girl and we exchanged WhatsApp’s to set up a coffee date some time.
The key is, I pushed through
And got a number. We’ll see if it goes anywhere.
More importantly, I gave myself a gift…
Even when my mind was in the absolute gutter, down and out, with no place to go, I forced myself into a Daygame approach. This Daygame approach ended in a positive reference experience. That means the next time I’m feeling like absolute crap but see a stunning girl, it’s going to be that little bit easier to force myself into meeting her.
Who knows, she may even be MY next ex-lingerie model girlfriend
Until nothing fazes you
Not even that damn brain of yours and its attempts to sabotage you.
I may not have implemented much kino touch into this particular Daygame approach, but here’s a thorough list of stuff I COULD have done:
See you tomorrow,