The Book of Me - Chris Carter

Ahhh, Men.
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What kind of man am I looking for?  Well I don't have a list of requirements so much as an accumulated list of red flags.  Criminal record?  Red flag.  Drug addict?  Red flag.  Thirty-five years old and still living off of mom?  Big old red flag.
 
I am still young enough to not be too serious, but old enough to have put the games behind me.  Basically, I know what I want, but I am paying more attention now so as not to miss out.  I am happy to make friends and new experiences, but I am hoping to meet the love of my life.  I like a guy who is honest, polite, intelligent, open-minded, practical, self-confident, creative, my age or a little older, my size or bigger, in decent shape, educated, and close to his family.  Also a nice smile and eyes can send me over the edge.  These are NOT requirements, just likes.
 
Chemistry is so important.  But you have to be willing to give it a chance to sink in.  Everyone gives a first impression, and many of us screw it up.  You don't end up with someone because of any one moment, rather because of the whole package of who they are around you.  So allow a little time to get to know something about the person and start to consider the package, not just a moment. 
 
It would help if you lived near me (New York City).  I meet so many great guys all over the country that I really click with when I travel.  But what good is it knowing I am just going to leave town in a day or two.  I am open to friends anywhere in the world, but I have to stay realistic about dating.

Sure I like handsome guys.  But outer beauty is subjective and fades anyway.  Impress me with your kindness, your humor, your wit, your romance, your ethic, your manners, your adventure, your mind, and your heart.  Love isn't as interested in your body.  But his friend Lust might be checking out your ass. 

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