What more can I say? I feel my headline is pretty pithy, don't you? But Match requires as least 150 more characters, so buckle up.
I so don't believe in this whole online algorithm thing, but this is the state of things. Met my ex-husband of almost 8 years this way (well, a "fancier" site, truth be told) and the pre-fix (ex) says it all. Then discovered that someone fitting the above desiderata (sublimely, intensely, connectedly present) was right under my nose for roughly the past quarter of my life, present without recourse to algorithms, wires or button of any kind, present, but, as it turns out, presently unavailable. Oh la la. But again, the state of things. TMI? Certainly.
Is this where I'm supposed to write or otherwise display how smart, interesting, quirky, creative and funny I am? How independent I am (non-clingy, in man-speak)? The fierce height of my regard for intelligence and brilliance (in many forms, small, large, subtle, unexpected)? So that we can what? Meet only to discover that the presence of these checklist commodities don't add up to anything real on a emotional connection level? But, like I say, I'm optimistic. I believe in love and what it can do for one's soul (oops, but I'm an atheist, oh well).
As far as raw stats go, I'm a professional classical musician and I have an amazing joy-filled 4-year old daughter (hmmm, but I feel bad referring to her in a sentence that uses the word stats, she's a remarkable, bliss-inspiring creature, l love her so much).