I'm a native Texan and proud of it but am happy to have found my home in LA. I never really had the accent but haven’t forgotten how to open a car door. They still have the dance hall in New Braunfels where my great, great grandma found her groove. I carry on that tradition as often as I can and am looking for someone who’ll jump on the dance floor with me, whether that’s dubstep, two-step or that awkward bobbing side-to-side step at a show.
Speaking of… I’ll see a concert at the drop of a hat but can’t wear one to save my life. If I could start a meal with dessert and end a meal with dessert, I probably would and sometimes do. Of course, a Five Guys burger or Lucifer’s Pizza will do just fine by me too.
I work hard and love my job, but know when it’s time to skip out - whether that’s packing up for the night or taking vacation for a couple weeks instead of a couple days. There’s just something about wading out into the crystal blue waters half a mile from shore that says there’s no other place on Earth I’d rather be. But I’ve still only seen slices of the world. I have miles to go before I sleep.
I read when I can, watch TV when I should be sleeping and love most every movie I see, giving many more credit than they probably deserve. But I’m a pathological optimist, so that comes with how I’m wired. For the last couple years, I’ve channeled my love of movies and music into a blog that flirts with being something more than just vacation money. I’ve learned that whether it’s concert tickets, movie tickets or plane tickets, life is about the experience, and experiences are better when they are shared with someone.
That’s why I’m here. I may be unabashedly unafraid to do anything by myself, but prefer to share the story with others, and ultimately, with one person in particular. You can do the hokey pokey, because that’s what it’s all about.
I’ve come to know myself well – the good, the bad and the could-be-better. They have a way of balancing each other out. I was married and am divorced – was blessed in the former but am happy in the latter. I’m far wiser for each and take neither for granted. I’m looking for someone who doesn’t take herself for granted – who’ll be vocal about what she needs, but empathetic, and above all, kind. It’s a simple thing that sometimes gets missed in the flurry but can never be dismissed in the end.
From the simple to the complex, I wish I could see the universe in a nutshell but am content knowing that there’s more than the eye can see or the mind can fathom. So I’ll spend a lifetime writing the great American novel, hoping that the format I save it in is compatible with the future it’s written for and that I don’t save the best lines for past.
Perhaps that why I don’t write much overwrought poetry anymore; I save voicemails instead. There’s just something so inexplicably wonderful about hearing the voices of the people you love, and playing them back in your mind so that even when you read their words later, you can hear them distinctly. I’m hoping to add a voice to the soundtrack of my life. I admit, it’s a bit strange addressing a letter to someone I’ve yet to meet. But I look forward to meeting the undiscovered you. Here’s hoping that we smile easily, laugh quickly and find a beat we can both dance to.