Finally it seems something is coming together in one part of my life that I have absolutely no reservations about.
Usually when I start to broach any sort of dating type relationships, I have my own hangups about it. Usually, I ask myself, will my mom accept them. And she's pretty strenuous. But sometimes I carry on anyway. Often, I'm like, I don't think this will go anywhere, but the person is alright and a bit entertaining, but again, I'd rather not get their hopes up about it.
Relationships are good when you get some nervousness going. You get nervous before a big game in the NFL. You don't get nervous for practice. And relationships shouldn't be practice. Talking about PRACTICE?!?
At the end of the day, I'm just looking for someone genuine, someone a bit weird, funny, eclectic, mysterious, with some faults, serviceably attractive, and comfortable to be around. Not so hard. Oh, and a decent enough income, good plan forward, and commitment to nutrition and excercise, but still no qualms about imbibing the occasional adult beverages. Oh, and they have to like adventure.
We'll see where this fits.