As I walk towards the bar, I can't help but glance at the numerous faces that surround me. It is quite inescapable. The room is packed full of people, many of whom I don't know. Of course, there is the occasional smile of a familiar face but largely, I am a Dolphin in a sea of whales. While none of the faces are evil, they are all foreign to these tired eyes. A quick thank you is followed by the movement of the glass to my lips. I sip the sweet "liquid courage" and continue on my quest. In this throngs could this person be here? My ears dart left to right as I look for that familiar face. At first it seems as though my search is in vane. Suddenly, a quick scan registers something all too familiar. Yes. A friend. Now, not of mine mind you but hers. Yes, I have indeed seen them together at the gym. The meeting ground of those wishing to improve there self-confidence through physical betterment. Fruitless? Perhaps.

Suddenly the pulse quickens as I begin to ponder the possibility of her presence. My eyes dart left to right, front to back. Nothing. I proceed, ever aware of my surroundings yet fail to register anything promising. I turn to the left and as I look straight ahead my eyes register something familiar. Sure enough, there she is, right before my eyes. My heart races at the discovery. My mind spins as I contemplate the next course of action. Before I know it my crew has moved onwards and I find myself walking by this angel. However, trepidation prevents me from making any moves and as I pass I convince myself that the best course of action is to pretend that I don't see her. While this happens, part of me screams, "What are you doing?!"

As I take up my new position I turn to look at the angelic face just a few feet away. My heart continues to beat at a torrid pace. However, I find myself unable to do anything and instead find myself standing, conversing with my friends, and not acting on what surely is a glorius opportunity. The next time that I look over, she has vanished, almost as quickly as she appeared. A small sadness descends over my soul and I can't help but feel that the whole night was for naught.

I look down at the half empty glass before me, take a deep breath, and finish off the rest of my "liquid courage" with the realization that I have failed yet again....