I tend to maniacally veer from total sincerity to utter irreverence in the same sentence, which I know drives some people crazy. I can be a real momma’s boy, but I first left home when I was 16. If this all sounds like I’m contradicting myself, then I only hope it’s because I am large and contain multitudes. (I obviously plagiarize.)
Like other hopeless romantics, I want nothing more than to pass that one other person in the airport or some other crowded public space and have myself and other said person not see each other, so much as utterly and completely *attract* one another in a way that is at something approaching a sub-atomic level. At the same time, I shudder at the thought that there’s only one person out there capable of making life feel this way, of tricking our entire memory and making us forget for one brief moment that we ever felt something other than being absolutely at-ease with everything around us, and would be perfectly content with simply meeting people with whom I can venture out into this city that I’ve now lived in for 9 months but have yet to really explore because I’ve often been out of town for work.
As far as what I’m looking for in someone else . . . I think most of us could be with just about anyone if we were completely secure with ourselves and perhaps a tad less solipsistic. But I have to acknowledge certain signs that suggest that I still haven’t reach that place. Like, for example, I suppose I’m not really into fleece because I sometimes find it hard to maintain an erection when a woman is wearing a North Face jacket. And, I suppose it would be great to meet someone who doesn’t have any venereal diseases, but I’m not necessarily saying that’s a non-starter because you sort of have to respect the sh*t out of the people who have seen first-hand that love is a contact sport.
Other than that, I know that I’m happiest when I’m not taking life seriously but that I still sometimes fail in that regard, so I’d love to meet someone who will laugh at me and remind me that this is all just a dream.
I struggle with a blank sheet of paper or blank text box on a screen, so send me an email with any questions; I’d love to hear from you and happily share more.