My profile is long, pretty much a cynical minds rambling thoughts. If you want to sit through the read enjoy it, its more honest than is probably should be for this medium.
It is a tad cliche' to say this but I don't really find I come across well on this self blogged internet dating site.
Plus I have no idea how to sum myself up without condensing a waterfall into a clogged faucet. How can I say I adore listening to classical music but at the same time can spend an absurd amount of time doing mindless internet activites (See Narwhals or Giraffes). How I love quality music of all genre but a good thought provoking conversation is more soul enriching than anything else. Meh, guess that previous question is answered in this haphazardly written paragraph.
I could perhaps regale you with tales of my past, my exploits and feats. Yet I won't, I find that trite and worth far more in unlocking through discussion.
I enjoy fitness and food it's something I struggle to balance always. I love food, yet I'm striving to follow a paleo/caveman diet heavy on the raw and lean of things, but I will always have room to explore new cuisine and restaurants.
I find nothing more enjoyable than a quality in depth conversation with someone. Yet also,"That's when you know you found someone special, when you can just shut the **** up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence".
“Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart.”
In my cynical nature, I find this site a circus. A vicarious playground for the imagination. The window shoppers delight as you peruse your product, see their likes, study their interests, marvel at their personality and scripted jokes. We judge their responses, questions and grammar. Most importantly we view them, as if we are products on display.
Plus no matter how original or unique we attempt to be, people will always google your profile "if you know this quote" or type then retype then edit thrice in hopes that the extra line of context will spark that ever so demanding first impression.
We gloss over pictures and personality looking for the one that gleams. However I find this absurd and comical, I can display any given information in these boxes. I can say and depict myself as any character I so desire by scripted out quotes and flushes out poems and paragraphs given to us by art and greater minds.
So take away this, your impressions of me are already made up. You view me, you read this, if even that, you have decided before we have even met.
Yet alas I still indulge this bad habit of mine to come on here and perform the exact debauchery I so described making me like most humans: a hypocrite to my own gripes.