If "No" is the Worst Result, Why Not?

8/20/16

Me: sweaty, smiling, carrying a yoga mat waiting to cross the street.
He: not sweaty, smiling, also waiting to cross the street.

After walking together across the street for four blocks, chatting about the morning and our plans for the afternoon, he asked for my number. I smiled and said "thanks, but I'm taken." True or not, my response was a polite "no" and life moves on.

The risk taken to ask was small, the worst that will come of it is no and the best...well only imagination could tell. That is the purpose of risking, to see if what "is" can be something different. It surprises me how seldom we take that small risk to connect with others.