I'm just a plain old good guy. You know - one of those that are supposed to exist, but you never find? That's me.
Unfortunately, because I act the fool sometimes (well, quite a lot actually), and I'm outgoing and friendly and positive and fun; because I have a good job, and I can spell and construct a decent sentence and have a large vocabulary; because I'm not-bad looking, and I look after my body, and I laugh loudly - people wrongly assume that I'm an arrogant misogynist.
I'm not. Sure, I'm absent minded, and badly organized and always rushing around, trying to fit in work/family/friends/gym/sleep, but all I really want to do is snuggle-up to the woman I love, and whom I know loves me.
But I'm a long-way from that point at the moment. These things take time, and my time (like everyone's) is precious. If I'm speaking to you, or I've messaged you, it is because I am genuinely interested. I find you very attractive, and you have written something on your profile that makes me think that we'd get on well. Sure, talking online is good, and despite being a slow typist - I can come across well (or like a formal geek-robot if I'm tired) but I want to meet you in person.
Let's not waste time prancing around on here, please? Let's just arrange to have coffee, and see what happens; if we connect; if there's that 'spark'. If not, or if I don't want to meet you, I'll tell you; as I hope you would tell me. No hard feelings, and we may even end up friends. It's always fun to meet and learn about new people, right?
Edit; ok, so six-months on, and despite my best efforts, I still haven't found 'the one'.
It seems that possibly my standards are too high. Perhaps I should try relaxing my search to include those looking for something more short-term. Maybe a bit of occasional romance/intimacy is better than none, and I should allow things to start casually, and see where it leads...?