Where do I even start? The beginning I guess...
I could tell you about my appearance, my dead marriage and bedroom, my lack of children, my hobbies, but none of that really cuts to the heart of it, does it? I think to truly understand what I'm about you have to understand that for most of my life I was a man who decided early on that he would rather not be seen than be seen incorrectly. I was a guy who built walls so high and so thick that he forgot there was anything on the other side. I was an outsider by choice. It was a misguided identity for a life that I had constructed around the central assumption that I did not fit in it as myself.
I recently moved across the country with my wife, for what? Circumstances don't change you. I know that now. A new city is just a new landscape. A new job is just a new routine. The person you are travels with you. Change has to come from within, and I don't want to be the outsider anymore, I want to be me. At this stage in my life, I'm a blank page. I want to write the next page with someone who means something.
Frankly, I want to be there for somebody. I want to be chosen. I want to be someone's rock. To truly see someone, and to be seen. Yes, I want the body and the touch and the things that happen between people who want each other. But more than that. I want the conversation. I want the attention. I want the mornings where we talk about what we dreamt of and the afternoons where we meet in the park or text or talk on the phone and the evenings where we say the things that we can't say to anyone else.
I am imperfect. I am not asking you to be perfect. I don't expect us to agree on every last detail, I want to see someone for the person they are and meet them where they're at in life. I am a very patient person who prides himself on emotional maturity and level-headness, and I strive to be my best self and continually grow. That's all I can do, all I can ask.
If a brief description is a must: White/Native American, 5'10", dark brown hair and eyes. Average fitness. I love music, reading, and spending time in nature. My favorite color is orange, but my favorite fruit is persimmon.
If this strikes a chord with you, reach out. We'll get to know each other, and I have no hang-ups sending a photo.