Married, and not as you know it. I co-parent, cordially, in a shared home. If my location isn't Scotland, I may be visiting your city or hanging out online in London.
The truth is, I don't give two hoots about the actual facts. Let's beguile.
I appreciate bite, reserve, enthusiasm and good judgement. If they were whip smart, rather tall and real I'd have to mind I didn't gawp, but pragmatism rules real life; which is where to find chemistry (a part, but not all of it). It's why I don't take this all that seriously. Then again, the stakes rise with every inch over 6' tall. The future is Tesco Dating (by trolley buzzer).
Still, I like seeing what the wind blows in. Make no mistake, I have my eye on the candy. If you make me laugh I will love you momentarily and forget you. But if you have the glint of the true co-conspirator I'm yours for the adventuring.
Meanwhile, I read you, discover you and listen to the sound of the OKC pulse. I can spot a wag at a name, at a glance, at a thousand paces. If I start to drop off, a line here, a phrase there will instigate my own private eureka or make me snort my tea with laughter. In a good way for the most part. I was going to write a spoof profile then realised these were already written and more imaginatively than I ever could, by my extreme enemies.
If I had three minutes left on earth, family aside, I'd probably want to spend it like this. The man in that film was nearly 70 years old.