Oh no! Red flag! He mentioned his exes. Skip to the next guy!
Le sigh. I have written & rewritten so many profiles, playing the game of captring my likeness in words. Perhaps I am on the wrong site? I don't know if Okcupid is used by the same demographics it was 5 years ago. I live & work in West Hollywood so I am surrounded by certain kinds of people, who don't seem to be my cup of tea. I have instead been historically drawn to grad students or PHD types because I value intelligence & questioning (and I make for smart company ;-). I am a food man. I grew up a christian and left that entirely. I am very interested in psychology & the crux of people's ideologies. I don't value faith or when someone believes something without questioning it. I want a partner who is media savvy enough to see how she is being manipulated by the messages aimed at her. I want a woman who doesn't care what other's think as much as she tries to follow her own compass, and is self-aware about it. This is possibly why you have left where you lived to come here. I hope you have an inkling though, that you might want to go back. To there, or somewhere.
I feel like dating worked so well framed in the confines of youth, of simplicity and sincerity. I was so naively optimistic about OkCupid before. I disliked that the catalyst which led me to approach women was my visual appreciation of their beauty. Sure, I wanted that, and to find socially/culturally compatible partners, but mostly I hoped the Internet would/can make it possible to find compatible selves. I remember thinking "wouldn't it be nice to know if she reads books before I walk up and approach her? Maybe I should get a job at a bookstore." To make the complex sorting simpler.
And that is what I did here with my last girlfriend. It was fantastic to find a like-minded & compatible soul. We had a beautiful relationship. And now, nearly a year out I am through the mental reconciliation and looking to date again.
If you've read this far, I trust you are considering me. My instinct is to haphazardly follow that sentence with "I can't imagine why"; not because I don't see my worth, but because i doubt I've demonstrated it in this profile.
I am self aware, intelligent, empathetic, kind, respectful, extraordinarily nice, kooky, and... not like other people [I have been told that so man times]. How am I different? I am an utterly true soul. I am creative and seem to have a unique and wise perspective on life. I know many people and they remember me. I am overflowing with acceptance.
One time I organized one of those huge flashmob dances you see on YouTube videos. I taught hundreds and hundreds of people how to do the dance. I am not that good a dancer, but I can train and lead and connect with people. At that time I wanted to up my game and see what I was capable of. I was interested in building community, creativity & acceptance. I wanted people who felt like they couldn't dance to experience that they could. I am very giving, but I am NOT playing at that level of community any more.
I have spent the past year working my arse off to secure the promotion I am about to get this summer. I am going to fly around and help open/train new restaurants for my restaurant, Veggie Grill, as we go national. I mention this, a) hoping I'll get past your "does he have a serious job" filter, b) to explain why I have fallen of the earth for a year and don't have as many fun stories or interests as I used to. Clearly I feel insecure about that or I wouldn't be defending myself.
How do I sell myself to you? How do I cover over any sadness, and awkwardness and make myself sound golden? You know as well as I that we write the best about ourselves in these profiles. How can I paint an authentic picture of myself:
I am forgetful yet vs life seems new and exciting to me.
I am extroverted = I talk too much.
I am interesting = I am weird and don't fit in, and/or I talk too much.
I am a good person = I am boring? And not sexy?
I am fun = I don't take things seriously enough... But now i think I do, so maybe I am not fun anymore?
My strong arms have nothing to do & no one to hold.
I feel deconstructed. I know who I am and what I want, and so now past the quest of discovery, what do I have to share or say? I want to love and give and bond, but first I have to sell myself, and to do that I have to know who I am now and how to articulate it, and then find a way to sell it. It all looks so contrived? I just want to go on a date, and look at your beauty, and be kind to you. I have to figure out a way to reach you, so we can get together.
Oh? What? You ask if I wrote this at 2am? Why yes, yes I did. How could you tell?