I have somehow developed a talent for creating massive amounts of life change in a big hurry, and am now all about getting out of ruts. I'm a lifelong, impulsive world traveler and like to drag unwitting souls along with me. I've lived in a couple of boring European countries and dream of ditching it all to do language preservation work in Central America.
I'm married to a shy, meditative homebody who is happy for me to have outgoing female friends. And no, not poly or "ethically nonmonogamous" or whatever the hip kids call it these days. I don't want to have sex with you. Really. But I will happily help you find the next great grungy taqueria - if such a thing even exists in Minnesota, see your band (or someone else's), day drink, go running - I'm not picky.
For what it's worth, I ended up going to Iceland (platonically) for 10 days with the last OK Cupid person I hit it off with. (Planned after having met in person three times, and yes, OK with the wife.) There are likely more of you out there.