by association

dear diary,

i don't like the way he dances. anyway, he has a way of finding the women who would agree to dance with him. i avert my eyes.

he came upon a woman, who sits with elegance and grace, and extends his hand; she declines; he turns and walks away. all of this quietly played out.

suddenly, because i am dense, i understand this: when a woman has seen him dance, and when he approaches her, does she think: "what??? do you think i am bad enough to dance with you?"