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Strong arms, kind heart, quick wit...and you?
Do you crave women looking for casual sex Sorrento LA that sweet soulful gestalt of strong arms wrapped around you, the guttural laugh of a testosterone charged man, the heady scent of sweat and deodorant and cologne, the scratch of a day's stubble against your cheek, looking up to see vibrant hazel eyes with gold flecks, suffused with humor, good cheer, quick wit, rampant enthusiasm and unveiled interest? Do you seek an affable companion who enjoys discussing issues and topics in polysyllabic terms, but is not afraid to leave the verbal language behind to spank your ass playfully or tug a handful of hair at the right moment? Could you handle someone who, (without descending into the cloy of being too sickening New-Agish or touchy feely) is courteous and kind all the time, raised to be respectful of women, chivalrous, sentimental, spirited, self-deprecating, fundamentally honest, slightly weathered, unattached, successfully self-employed, reliable to a fault, spiritual but not sermonizing, unpretentious, outdoorsy, a diehard gym rat at times, a Scrabble champion other times, fit, educated, attuned, goal-oriented, who takes his steaks medium rare, loves public affection, is an unmitigated romantic and nymphomaniac rolled into a 6'1" -9. Now, over a year later, I have regained my sense of self; have rebounded with exuberance and joy at being alive, at accomplishing goals, at fundamentally retooling the first half of my life- which was lived foolishly, selfishly, and narcissistiy. I have found peace, regained my physical health, my stamina, my self-esteem. I began last year to live honestly, scrupulously so, to a fault. I simply don’t tell anyone lies, ever. I no longer have to juggle information, remember conversations and what I said previously, worry that someone might discovery this or that. I try to be tactful, but if I have to drop the hammer to avoid a lie- it’s going to be dropped on someone. I also don’t judge anyone. That’s not my job. Water under the bridge is best left there, flowing farther and farther away with each day. When I read articles in newspapers about people doing bad things, my first reaction, usually is to sigh and shake my head and think something like "Wow, I'll bet that guy would like an opportunity to remake that choice." Life is too short to be vindictive or judgmental. Everyone makes mistakes. I've made far more than my share. I continue to make them. I have found that rather than denying or attempting to rationalize or mitigate poor choices or mistakes, its far better to own the conduct, apologize if necessary, make any amends that have to be made, and then try to glean whatever lesson is to be learned, if any, and resolve to do better next time... and then move on. If your inner circle cannot accept your mistakes when you are honestly and proactively trying to fix them- then get a new inner circle. So if you are a high quality lady, maybe perusing these ads with only mild interest, or even simply out of unmitigated morbid curiosity, I would love to hear from you, about yourself, what you do, what you want, what you love and what you just cannot abide. Ask me any questions you wish. I'm not shy so don’t temper or edit your thoughts out of coyness. I will favor any who write me with a reply, sparks or not. I wish you all well, and if I'm not the guy destined to melt your butter, I sure hope you find him- we all deserve that.
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