I'll admit to being somewhat intimidated by having to package myself like this, but I'll give it a go.
I'm exited about life- I think it's short, chaotic, and unforgiving, and I think that's what makes it so engaging and beautiful.
I think the moments in which we truly find ourselves or connect fully to another are few and far between and make for the memories and desires we survive on during the dry periods. I'm hoping this website can open the door to some of those connections.
I struggle to balance true independence and the gnawing urge to be sharing my life and experiences with someone else.
I find life endlessly romantic, and find it hard (and awkward!) to be romantic alone.
I worry that this is getting preachy or pretentious. I feel as though I'm writing little haikus or inspirational vignettes.
I love adventure. I grew up watching Indiana Jones as a kid and still imagine myself using a whip to swing through the jungle with my handsomely sweat-stained shirt wide open and some stolen artifact in my left hand.
I can't believe I just said that. Can you?
Traffic is evil.
Smoothies are not.
Children are cute, adorable, and all-around lovable, but you're lying to yourself if you pretend that there aren't some decidedly ugly babies crawling around out there. I've seen them, and it's frightening.
I love kids- I gravitate toward them at family functions and often spend meals at the kiddie table, stuffed into a miniature plastic chair and eating Red Vines.
I don't really eat the Red Vines.
Okay- I'm borderline embarrassing myself here. I'll stop while I'm ahead.
If you enjoy this, you'll enjoy me.
If you don't enjoy this, I may enjoy you.
Let's get a house boat and live like pirates together and have ugly babies who eat Red Vines for breakfast and watch movies about museums.
I'm done now.