So I'm on the spot and in need of a self-description? Human. How's that - too vague? Male, Caucasian, dark brown hair, 5'5½" (I'm sure the half-inch is for luck or something, or perhaps five is just my lucky number!) Already read this above? Right, that's why you're here to begin with, so I'll have to redo this in a bit for you...
Okay, screwed something up (big surprise!)
When I look at profiles, I can't help but think, nobody smiles that much in life, unless they are lying, drinking, or in customer service, etc., et al? Heh, which are you? Why does doing this (looking at the profiles) feel like walking through the mall with my imagination set on, "Enjoy every bit of it, as nobody can hear my thoughts," while my mind tells me we all go three weeks too many without a reality check and end up compromising, for the sake of getting to that next step, because we so dislike where we 'think' that we're at. The grass is only greener next door because we aren't giving our own lawn enough attention. You just need to reframe your mind once in a while and get back on track, even if it feels like the very compromise you're imagining you are avoiding, so you can keep your focus where it belongs, instead of letting the loneliness trick you into being with just anybody. I am never so upset with myself that I make me go and sleep on the couch or snuggle up with the dog (not that I have one) at his place. I want it right, with the right one, and otherwise, if I need to spend time, enjoying the company of the more beautiful of the species, to see if she is more than the pictures on a website, I'm okay with that. Hi, how are you?
Dawned on me... Sometimes there is a lot of chemistry, and it's still a bad match. Just because you love the painting, doesn't mean you are "one" with the artist. Does liking nature equate with a need to climb a mountain?
P.S. Has anybody reached this point, or am I too, a series of pictures on a website?
Conversation Starters (i.e. what you'd like to do on a first date...)
How about a drinking game in an bar, or a restaurant where nothing makes sense because we've never been there, so we're both at wits ends and forced to rely on nothing but who we really are. It's only fun to put up fronts until we want more, and wish to know the other person better, and realize, they are going to know us better than our first date persona.