Actually, that’s not love. That’s infatuation. It’s a funny thing that happens in the brain, and it’s fairly well understood by science.
But I do believe in love. I believe in respecting my partner, and putting her needs ahead of my own at times. I believe in being open and willing to have my own beliefs challenged and possibly changed. I believe in taking risks and allowing myself to love and be loved, even if it means making myself vulnerable and maybe getting hurt.
I believe in love.
Love is so powerful that people have long been willing to fight and die for it, but I’m not saying I will die for you. Maybe, it depends. The thing is, Hollywood has done us men an injustice, it paints men as unrealistically as porn paints women. If you’re looking for that guy here, you should probably know – I’m real.
I’ve lived an interesting life and can hold my own in most conversations. Some random tidbits about me:
Most life changing experience: I spent six months traveling in Africa by any means possible from “Cape to Cairo” and wrote a book about the experience. I traveled by cargo ship, rail, hitch-hiked, and spent more time in chicken buses than can be good for anyone's health.
Closest to death: I got caught in a riptide while surfing and pulled ridiculously far out to sea, or it could be the time I had a gun put to my head in South Africa.
Gutsiest thing I ever did: Leaving a very secure and well paid job as a college instructor because it prevented me from achieving my travel and writing goals.
My close friends are very important to me and I'm not going to give them up for you (but will give them less time) and my sister is one of my closest friends.