I don't believe in Never. Anything is plausible. And therefore possible. I have love/hate for philosophers. I prefer to Live. Spending too much time thinking just turns into brooding and doing very little. Write it down. Go live a little. Write some more of what you lived. Leave a legacy. But damn you if you let any one of them become a god. Even god shouldn't be revered so highly. I go through sporadic message reading sessions so please dont be offended if I delay in response. Simply because I sign in is not an indication of my having read you. "Hi Sexy" and any resemblances will get deleted and "Hi How are You?" is boring. If you truly cannot find something relatable within my essay - yes, essay - to discuss? Don't bother. For those that do read and relate: telling me that I am pretentious tickles me. Surely, I may be the most humble narcissist that you will e'er encounter. Since when is intellect and confidence considered pretentious? In earnest compliments always receive a thank you. I am polite; however this does not mean that I care to move past a courteous response. You know what I think about? What I want? Naps on the couch, dancing to silence, hiking with distance, laughing until we involuntarily cry, a SOBER KISS, timeless love, living daydreams, read-aloud novel nights, to dress up in black tie/ball gown just to stay home on New Year's Eve, to make fancy french food in our underwear..... a relaxing vacation, 2 beds on vacation so we can jump across from one to another at 3:am until we're reported to the front desk - unless of course, we're in a tent competing for best mimicry of early morning frogs. And ya know what? I found it!!!! I had found it..... and I know it's still there.

Love a good restaurant with a view. Or a dive with a view. Or on a road trip somewhere... Or a weekend in the Bahamas... Or Shabbat dinner at any of my Jewish friends' house. Or dining out with friends. Or being a nerd on my computer. I'm kind of a nerd too.