It’s a scary feeling. Your heart races; you aren’t quite sure what to expect, but at the same time their presence brings you comfort. You want nothing more than to walk up to them and say whats on your mind, but the doubt overpowers the potential happiness approaching him could give you.
I’m always hesitant to approach new people. You never know what the encounter will bring. Some are very friendly; others are not. In the end, there’s no way around the fact that we need to interact with each other, as part of a social society, and one of us needs to approach the other to make that happen.
i wonder how people make a decision on how to approach something. a person, a situation, a relationship, a disease. deciding how to approach how to treat an illness is a huge thing. wrong approaches waste time, and some patients don’t exactly have all the time in the world. some approaches fail, and you have to change the angle. some approaches succeed, and when they do, there is no better feeling- for the doctor and the patient.
Approach my soul, the mercy seat, Where Jesus answers prayer. Being able to approach the throne of grace with confidence is one of God’s most gracious gifts to his children, to those whom he has called. I am so thankful that whenever I want to, I can approach my heavenly father in prayer asap. He is always there with open arms, waiting for me on the regular.
Ryan
“It’s important to think through the potential consequences of your actions…flirting with me like that drives me crazy…”
Bill’s approach was working better than he thought.
“…and if you do that one more time I’m kissing you.”
I walked up to his house. I knocked on his door. He answered. I ran with embarrassing. I felt stupid he was the one I loved. The one I lived my life for, but I could never approach him.
I had a dream last night that I had gathered mice from Nepal to do experiments on. They were black mice, and I caught them and brought them back to my home. The experiments involved injecting their brains with virus that alters their response to low calorie metabolism. One day I woke up and realized I had forgotten to feed them. As I approached, I realized from their aggressive writhing that they were vicious, and wanted my blood.
Used
Approaching his heart,
I began to cry,
It is by far the most beautiful thing.
So free,
Unbroken, and flawless.
I was approached by this girl today. I wasn’t sure exactly what to do. She caught me off guard. I stuttered a “hello” as she smiled and turned away. Discouraged, I went home and thought about my encounter. What did I do wrong? I couldn’t figure it out. Until I saw her again, in my dreams.
How do I approach this matter? Sometimes at 1 in the morning, it just hits me. What am I doing? What am I here for? What lies ahead? I don’t know. I really don’t. And it scares me.
melissa
the word sounds so animalistic. It reminds me of stalking in high brush, of pouncing, are social interaction mainly preditorial?
hayward
I hate when I approach you with a question or concern & you just blow me off!!! Why would you do that & then turn around and get mad when I get an attitude!! Just answer my damn question or at least tell me you dont know, stop fucking ignoring me!!!!
How you approach things, people, life is very important. Our attitudes, in fact, are probably the biggest deciding factor between a life of happiness or misery. How would I like to approach things? From a spiritual perspective, as if everything came from God–that loving, vast, beautiful, awareness that gives life and freedom–including me and you.
The way it approached me scared my heart into a quick beat. i was fearful for my life. What was this new and mysterious monster? I looked it in the eye, and it showed its teeth….I was not going to survive this…
Susan stared transfixed at the minute black figure with a staring eye, carrying a small tray with a variety of trinkets. Her blood froze with fear for although the eye did not move as she made and initial approach to prove she was not afraid, she was anything but inside.
Fiona Johnston
Approach is such a term that can be used in a variety of ways — the main two being normally and creepily. This guy approached me in this dark alley and scared the shit out of me. Good example right? Or the defending lawyer approached the bench?
Carolyn
he approached it slowly. a rumpled sack? a small child in dank robes? as he became closer, he grew more and more nervous. then it spoke. she spoke. a soft, broken voice.
Hesitating, I look around to see who’s watching… I adjust my straps and the handles and hike up my pants by my beltloops. This is it, I’m going to talk to him. I’m going to see if everything I feel is real, a spark, a vacuum of space and time and fire. I approach him with a cold beer and sweaty underarms and leap before I can look once more.
b.
I already wrote about this anonymously and now I have a name. Does it make a difference? Do I have two identities or is it all just me? How do I approach this problem? Ha, see what I did there? I used the word “approach.” Yeah I think I’m pretty clever sometimes, or funny, or dumb, or whatever. Approach me… please?
I love being approached! And I love approaching people. =P I wish everybody was more open to casual conversation though. It seems like everybody is in such a hurry, the only place where I can find easily approachable people are at raves or in concerts. Other than that, nobody seems to like casual conversation much…
It’s a scary feeling. Your heart races; you aren’t quite sure what to expect, but at the same time their presence brings you comfort. You want nothing more than to walk up to them and say whats on your mind, but the doubt overpowers the potential happiness approaching him could give you.
Approach…
approach me
approach free will
approach the decline
approach the edge
approach the fall
approach the end
approach hope
approach you..
I’m always hesitant to approach new people. You never know what the encounter will bring. Some are very friendly; others are not. In the end, there’s no way around the fact that we need to interact with each other, as part of a social society, and one of us needs to approach the other to make that happen.
i wonder how people make a decision on how to approach something. a person, a situation, a relationship, a disease. deciding how to approach how to treat an illness is a huge thing. wrong approaches waste time, and some patients don’t exactly have all the time in the world. some approaches fail, and you have to change the angle. some approaches succeed, and when they do, there is no better feeling- for the doctor and the patient.
Approach my soul, the mercy seat, Where Jesus answers prayer. Being able to approach the throne of grace with confidence is one of God’s most gracious gifts to his children, to those whom he has called. I am so thankful that whenever I want to, I can approach my heavenly father in prayer asap. He is always there with open arms, waiting for me on the regular.
“It’s important to think through the potential consequences of your actions…flirting with me like that drives me crazy…”
Bill’s approach was working better than he thought.
“…and if you do that one more time I’m kissing you.”
“My heart is pounding…I have to have you.”
“Yes.”
i can approach stuff. its fun to approach stuff. i approached the person. i up roached a roach.
I would not approach a stranger. Stranger Danger. I would just pretend that I didn’t hear any strangers that try to approach me.
I walked up to his house. I knocked on his door. He answered. I ran with embarrassing. I felt stupid he was the one I loved. The one I lived my life for, but I could never approach him.
I had a dream last night that I had gathered mice from Nepal to do experiments on. They were black mice, and I caught them and brought them back to my home. The experiments involved injecting their brains with virus that alters their response to low calorie metabolism. One day I woke up and realized I had forgotten to feed them. As I approached, I realized from their aggressive writhing that they were vicious, and wanted my blood.
Approaching his heart,
I began to cry,
It is by far the most beautiful thing.
So free,
Unbroken, and flawless.
I was approached by this girl today. I wasn’t sure exactly what to do. She caught me off guard. I stuttered a “hello” as she smiled and turned away. Discouraged, I went home and thought about my encounter. What did I do wrong? I couldn’t figure it out. Until I saw her again, in my dreams.
How do I approach this matter? Sometimes at 1 in the morning, it just hits me. What am I doing? What am I here for? What lies ahead? I don’t know. I really don’t. And it scares me.
the word sounds so animalistic. It reminds me of stalking in high brush, of pouncing, are social interaction mainly preditorial?
I hate when I approach you with a question or concern & you just blow me off!!! Why would you do that & then turn around and get mad when I get an attitude!! Just answer my damn question or at least tell me you dont know, stop fucking ignoring me!!!!
Approach
To come or go near,
in place or time.
to draw nigh,
with inimmate warning.
to the strom thats
approaching.
and I can feel,
I’m breaking.
It’s my soul,
your taking…
How you approach things, people, life is very important. Our attitudes, in fact, are probably the biggest deciding factor between a life of happiness or misery. How would I like to approach things? From a spiritual perspective, as if everything came from God–that loving, vast, beautiful, awareness that gives life and freedom–including me and you.
The way it approached me scared my heart into a quick beat. i was fearful for my life. What was this new and mysterious monster? I looked it in the eye, and it showed its teeth….I was not going to survive this…
Susan stared transfixed at the minute black figure with a staring eye, carrying a small tray with a variety of trinkets. Her blood froze with fear for although the eye did not move as she made and initial approach to prove she was not afraid, she was anything but inside.
Approach is such a term that can be used in a variety of ways — the main two being normally and creepily. This guy approached me in this dark alley and scared the shit out of me. Good example right? Or the defending lawyer approached the bench?
he approached it slowly. a rumpled sack? a small child in dank robes? as he became closer, he grew more and more nervous. then it spoke. she spoke. a soft, broken voice.
Hesitating, I look around to see who’s watching… I adjust my straps and the handles and hike up my pants by my beltloops. This is it, I’m going to talk to him. I’m going to see if everything I feel is real, a spark, a vacuum of space and time and fire. I approach him with a cold beer and sweaty underarms and leap before I can look once more.
I already wrote about this anonymously and now I have a name. Does it make a difference? Do I have two identities or is it all just me? How do I approach this problem? Ha, see what I did there? I used the word “approach.” Yeah I think I’m pretty clever sometimes, or funny, or dumb, or whatever. Approach me… please?
I love being approached! And I love approaching people. =P I wish everybody was more open to casual conversation though. It seems like everybody is in such a hurry, the only place where I can find easily approachable people are at raves or in concerts. Other than that, nobody seems to like casual conversation much…