I am completely oblivious to the advances of women.
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I was on the T on my way home from the airport last night, standing next to my bags. A young woman got on the train and sat across from where I was standing. I was struck by how attractive she was, and we ended up having one of those moments where you make eye contact and glance away quickly out of embarrassment. Thing was, I thought I kept noticing her looking at me the whole ride home. She'd glance at me through the crowd of folks in the car, or try to catch my reflection in the window. At least, this is what I deduced towards the end of the trip. I realized that I honestly could not tell if she was trying to notice me or simply looking right through me.
We got off at the same stop and walked off in different directions. I still don't know if she was trying to look at me.
Anyway, just needed to flesh that thought out in words. Carry on.