Is she or isn't she? An overabundance of caution.

So I've been asking girlfriends in person and online if the incident on the 4th was flirting. The response has been unanimous in the affirmative, from over a dozen women, most of whom are queer.

Yes, of course that occurred to me while it was happening. But she's significantly younger & prettier, and to all appearances cisgender and even straight. I just couldn't make myself believe it. What does that say about me? Something not very good, probably. Lower-than-warranted self-esteem, rejection fatigue, or general trans-related wariness stemming from an acute awareness of my prodigious capacity to freak people out? Take your pick.

Oh yeah: I had a beach date to get to, but I didn't mention that on my way out the door. I was just too flustered.