it seems i am drawn to men who know a bunch of random stuff in great depth. quirky, smart. unconventional, maybe a little eccentric–like me. i didn’t really know that i was what someone would call eccentric until a one-legged, bi-polar painter told me so. takes one to know one.

i only seem to have one speed, fast forward, although i’m in training to slow it down.

when i love, i don’t hold back, i’m all in, free and clear. i may be love’s fool, but it’s by choice.