You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles
through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves." - Mary Oliver
In full disclosure, if you are an avid church goer, I am probably the kind of man they warn you to stay away from on any given sunday.
Don't get it twisted, I am not a devil worshiper, a compulsive liar, nor a camel thief. I have a loving heart and I honor my word. I'm just an insatiably curious, open minded, skeptical, lefty/liberal, "type A", ragamuffin intellectual, with a hedonistic streak as wide as the Nile. If you are a dedicated good girl who seeks to follow other people's rules and "the good book" in all things, I appreciate you and I have mad love, but we are not a match. I will lead you, gleefully, down the path of sin.
Naturally, like any heathen worthy of the name, I have a soft spot for the raw bite of straight Tennessee bourbon, the indulgence of a sumptuous (read "life-shortening") feast, a well told inappropriate joke, and the irreverence of sassy, high-heeled women who curse shamelessly. Devoted to following the strumpets of dangerous ideas, experiences that tease my senses, and adventures that require a poet, a philosopher and a mystic to capture and describe completely. I am in awe of life and humanity; that we are here, what we are capable of as individuals and what we can share and create together.
I'm here on OKC in search of that inexpressible connection we (fairly well-adjusted humans) all crave. Someone to laugh with, know, and be known by, to share a leg or two of this journey. If you recognize you are looking for the same, I quite possibly wanna do all that with you.
[Note: Orgasms come standard.]