h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

After yet another very definite rejection I am once again forced to ask myself the question: what do I do with myself if I cannot follow my lust? To elaborate, I tend to get very focused on particular women, most of whom have been wonderful, intelligent, lovely people, but all definitely uninterested in me. Maybe I am just hooked on the fruitless chase, or am like the people who are 'addicted to falling in love', except without the reciprocated bit . At times like these Buddhism seems very attractive, but I can't help but feel its got a little bit of running away. Desire causes suffering so eliminate your desire sounds like copping out and becoming a shell of a man to me. And as nice as compassion is, its probably never going to be my strongest feeling. And reason is, and ought to be the slave of the passions. At present my only ideas are to get better at asking people out and do it faster, but I really don't want to turn into one of those predators circling around girls at clubs. Besides, no-one hooks up after that: they wouldn't necessarily want me, just a snog with *someone*. Bleh.