'That was what I wanted: a bed where Rosie and I could sleep through the night in each other's arms, wake up in the morning wrapped together. I would have given anything, anything at all, just for that. Everything else the world had to offer was just gravy. I listen to the things people want out of love these days and they blow my mind. I go to the pub with the boys from the squad and listen while they explain, with minute precision, exactly what shape a woman should be, what bits she should shave how, what acts she should perform on which date and what she should always or never do or say or want; I eavesdrop on women in cafes while they reel off lists of which jobs a man is allowed, which cars, which labels, which flowers and restaurants and gemstones get the stamp of approval, and I want to shout, Are you people out of your tiny minds? I never once bought Rosie flowers - too hard for her to explain at home - and I never once wondered whether her ankles looked exactly the way they were supposed to. I wanted her, all mine, and I believed she wanted me.'
Now that I've made myself look like an ass with unsolicited commentary on modern dating:
I would say, above all, I'm an honest person. To the point where it almost becomes a fault. You will always know where you stand with me. That even applies when I view myself. This drives me to push myself hard and hold myself to a higher standard.
I must be up front with something now. As my profile states, I don't drink. This was a personal choice made for personal reasons that I only share with those who've earned a measure of trust with me. Even with that said, I don't view that choice as making myself better then anybody else and I know it doesn't make me any less either. I have absolutely no problem being around people who are drinking or situations with alcohol around. If this is a deal breaker for you or it makes you just plain uncomfortable, there are no hard feelings on my end.