It was one of my SAT vocabulary words back in high school. I always liked it.

Speaking of high school, my 20 year reunion doth approach. It snuck up on me, but I’m looking forward to it. My life is good- married, mamma, fulfilling career, happy, healthy, housed. My basic needs are being met, but I miss the spark. Generic dead bedroom scenario, etc.

I’m very humble, so I’m won’t come out and say that I’m kind of a big deal. Hah. People have described me as funny, kind, nerdy, smart (small children, especially!). I am petite and hwp, curves and battle scars from being a proud mama, but I’m active and keep toned. Big brown eyes that people enjoy for some reason. Close friends know me for my dirty jokes and dark sense of humor.

Music… ah, music! Give me all the music. My parents taught me well, raising me on classic rock. If that wasn’t great enough, I grew up in the 90s/00s, which was the last era of good music. Throw in some classical, jazz, and world music… I guess you could say my playlists are “fire”.

We might get along if: - You also love music - You don’t take yourself too seriously - You enjoy geeking out over your fandoms - You are in a similar situation, not looking to upend your life, but seeking to enjoy it by sharing your experiences with someone. *if you are offended by political incorrectness, I urge you to hit “back” on your browser.

This is all beginning to sound self-absorbed. But I’m lonely, and perhaps you are too. So, now it is your turn. Tell me an amazing dad joke, share your favorite music, or don’t. Happy hunting!