Bike riding in rush hour traffic bonds two people pretty well. Hopefully never the opposite.
I am however a protector. An artist. I'm a father. I'm a bicycle lover. A business owner and a thinker. Though, I may possibly daydream often, in place of thinking, (but I'm creatively plotting a great takeover.) I enjoy spending time to myself. I tinker with left-over screws and bolts around my place, and poke around things to invent, paint or Mickey-Mouse together. Trouble when I have a garage someday. I can become an open book when I see its helpful & with the right person. Nothing too fancy there. Just can't respect a guy that gives it all to you in one tiny summary. Where's the mystery and story development in that?