I wake up every morning and think about what a lucky guy I am – I
have a great career that I can’t believe I get paid for, a small
circle of friends I truly love and can rely on, my health,
curiosity (some would say dilettantism) about enough things that I
rarely feel bored, my dog and cats at the end of the bed - I’ve
really got it good! Then I realize that there's one little thing
missing and that's you.
I’m looking for a best friend to love, laugh, waste time, share adventures, fight and make-up with. You're ready to settle down but up for a little adventure every now and then. You have a healthy intellect and a dirty mind. You love words and are curious about damn near everything. You're the wicked smart girl next door who has a bit of an edge to her.
I’m a psychologist so I’m all about both the external and internal journey and love doing exhilarating things as much as things a bit more sedate. You're just as likely to find me checking out some no name band at the Rock n Roll Hotel as at a Tibetan Bowl Meditation or 5 Rhythms dance as having a quiet evening at home reading or watching Netflix.
Ever the romantic I love expressing my feelings for you through small surprise gifts, love notes hidden around the house for you to find, flowers just because, serenading you with the occasional silly love song (this may sound good in concept, but maybe not so much when you actually hear my voice), spending the afternoon snuggled up in the hammock napping while listening to music or taking you out on the town.
I love live music, theatre, dancing, modern art, politics, history, travel, white water rafting, biking, crosswords, staying fit, silly banter, serious banter, Project Runway (let's just keep that one between the two of us, ok?) and cursing republicans (they've made it so easy lately that its kind of taken the fun out of it). I'm very fit and active but am also expert at stupendous feats of laziness. I haven’t seen anywhere near enough of the world and always have my passport at the ready!
I borrowed the following from someone else's profile (with permission) b/c it so beautifully sums up how I'm feeling about this endeavor:
"I am struck by the urgency with which we reassure prospective dates that we're still young, still fit, still vital. Nevertheless, those of us in our forties and fifties know all too well that time does indeed slip through our fingers, which makes our search for companionship all the more bittersweet. I have mulled over at length what mature love might entail. Of course, I have all of the usual anxieties. Am I still attractive? Am I still capable of heartfelt passion? And while I sometimes glance enviously at the ease with which the young fall in love, I remember myself at that age thinking that love was for the having, like air or water, which meant oftentimes I did not accord it due respect. If awareness of transience and one's own mortality makes life all the more precious, then the same may very well be true of love: perhaps love at this stage of life has the same intensity as romance during wartime.
So here I am, betting against the fleetingness of time."
I’m looking for a best friend to love, laugh, waste time, share adventures, fight and make-up with. You're ready to settle down but up for a little adventure every now and then. You have a healthy intellect and a dirty mind. You love words and are curious about damn near everything. You're the wicked smart girl next door who has a bit of an edge to her.
I’m a psychologist so I’m all about both the external and internal journey and love doing exhilarating things as much as things a bit more sedate. You're just as likely to find me checking out some no name band at the Rock n Roll Hotel as at a Tibetan Bowl Meditation or 5 Rhythms dance as having a quiet evening at home reading or watching Netflix.
Ever the romantic I love expressing my feelings for you through small surprise gifts, love notes hidden around the house for you to find, flowers just because, serenading you with the occasional silly love song (this may sound good in concept, but maybe not so much when you actually hear my voice), spending the afternoon snuggled up in the hammock napping while listening to music or taking you out on the town.
I love live music, theatre, dancing, modern art, politics, history, travel, white water rafting, biking, crosswords, staying fit, silly banter, serious banter, Project Runway (let's just keep that one between the two of us, ok?) and cursing republicans (they've made it so easy lately that its kind of taken the fun out of it). I'm very fit and active but am also expert at stupendous feats of laziness. I haven’t seen anywhere near enough of the world and always have my passport at the ready!
I borrowed the following from someone else's profile (with permission) b/c it so beautifully sums up how I'm feeling about this endeavor:
"I am struck by the urgency with which we reassure prospective dates that we're still young, still fit, still vital. Nevertheless, those of us in our forties and fifties know all too well that time does indeed slip through our fingers, which makes our search for companionship all the more bittersweet. I have mulled over at length what mature love might entail. Of course, I have all of the usual anxieties. Am I still attractive? Am I still capable of heartfelt passion? And while I sometimes glance enviously at the ease with which the young fall in love, I remember myself at that age thinking that love was for the having, like air or water, which meant oftentimes I did not accord it due respect. If awareness of transience and one's own mortality makes life all the more precious, then the same may very well be true of love: perhaps love at this stage of life has the same intensity as romance during wartime.
So here I am, betting against the fleetingness of time."
