I am caring, honest, and anachronistic
I am a hopeless romantic who does not know enough to give up hope, even after repeatedly having the soul torn from my body by liars and deceivers and people who would rather use me as they would a kleenex.
I have also pretty much given up on this or any other site working for me. Prove me wrong? Friends are a welcome change from my loneliness.
I don't agree with the less emotional tag at the bottom of this profile, perhaps I haven't taken tests or answered questions that indicate just how emotional I am and can be. I do admit to embracing logic and reason, and that I like to think of myself as a Vulcan-in-training, but learning to control emotions and make good choices is not the same as not having feelings or emotions at all.
I have been accused of being too nice; if you are looking for a bad boy who won't treat you half as well as I would, there are plenty of other profiles for you to read. If you make the foolish assumption that my being a nice guy means I can't possibly be interesting in the bedroom, let alone outside it, then you are sadly mistaken. I shake my head for you and give you the same advice, there are other profiles for you to read.
If a rain storm and thunder gets your adrenaline flowing like it does mine, if the laugh or smile of a child you don't even know makes your heart sing, if you could give up every material thing you own and still believe in happiness, if Thomas Jefferson and John Adams are your hero, then we might have something in common.
If you have ever rushed out into a torrential downpour or near blizzard so that you can help a pet or save a wild creature, then you might understand me. Conversely, if you have ever worried yourself sick over the most efficient and humane way to euthanize a suffering creature for which nothing else can be done, you probably do understand me.
If your religion or your drugs rule your world, we are most likely not compatible. I can be 420 friendly, and candy is dandy but liquor is quicker is ok too. If you need any harder drug than that, please move along unless you would like help in quitting, I can be non-judgmental. If you need a mythical magical being to hold your hand (a deity) instead of a person (hopefully me), move along.
I will expand this more later, but for now I will simply post this poem. I wrote this about 12 years ago, I have never changed it as I have some of my other works, and it still makes me cry today. Because, not for lack of wanting to, I have never done any of these things with someone I cared about. It is simple, but it is a very basic part of me.
Watching the sun set every night
Running in the spring rains
Feeding the ducks by a river
Walking through the park holding hands
Sharing a hug and a soda at the movies
Dancing in the moonlight, alone
Candlelit dinners at home
Saturday morning cartoons
Watching the sun rise every morning