"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free til they find someone just as wild to run with them."
"The wildish one wants to fight for you. She wants to spill her medicine into you. She wants to sing over your bones. The wild women will conjure great storms for you, she will churn the earth beneath your feet and reveal treasures you have walked over, unnoticed, again and again."
I want a winter cuddle buddy and someone to go out and play with.... Drinks and dancing at a local bar, weekends to Chicago or Cleveland, hitting the gym together to build some muscles and burn off the calories, tasting wine from local wineries, snowball fights, just talking about life for hours and who knows what other adventures we might imagine... I don't know what forever might look like, but I think I could make it at least until St. Patrick's Day. And if it does last into the spring and maybe beyond, who am I to complain?
I would love to see what fun activity you suggest! I'd like to meet a nice guy to get to know and see where it goes from there. If nothing else, maybe we will both end up with a new friend. :) I don't know if it is idealism, stubbornness or stupidity, but I will keep holding out for my perfect story book ending.