Brazen New World

This may be a little direct, but I’m new to dating apps and I’m riding somewhat of a what-the-hell attitude of a wave, so I’m just going to lay it all out there. I’m kind, empathetic, creative, funny, compassionate, and a bit of the best kind of old-fashioned. Swashbuckling and chivalrous. You get the picture. And I’ve been away for 27 years. Married. To a woman, not like to my mistress the sea, or anything like that. For 27 years. So you know I’m not afraid of commitment. Actually, no, that’s not entirely true, I’m not afraid, but I am more cautious than I was 27 years ago. It’s like I’m coming back to a strange new world.

I was pretty innocent and doe-eyed when I married. I was also a virgin. I was a 30-year-old virgin. I’m not anymore. You should know that. I’m now a recovering Baptist who isn’t afraid to make love, in fact I think it’s great. I’m also not afraid of dancing. I like dancing, which is pretty non-Baptist of me. I’m not afraid of a lot anymore. Except being alone. I wouldn’t exactly say I’m afraid of it, I just don’t want it. A lot. I’m getting to be more okay with it. I feel like I’m supposed to be fully good with it just being me on my own and not needing anybody else to really have a fulfilled life. But, if that were the case why would I be here?

If I want to be honest, which I do, because, well, who cares because, I just do… If I want to be honest, I really do WANT to…