I'm sorta listless lately, feeling as though I'm missing out on something pretty crucial in my life. I just recently started a new job as a therapist last month - right after finishing grad school, actually - and I suppose I've been so buried in work with clients that I didn't realise how much I've lost from everything changing so suddenly. Routines have shifted, the faces that I see every week are no longer the same faces that I saw every week for the past few years, and nobody talks anymore on account of how busy everything is now. Life has become kind of quiet, maybe a dite lonely.

I've found myself with a profound craving to explore another person's heart and mind and for them to enthusiastically return the favor with mine. It's a strange, yet intimate type of wanderlust that involves me sharing the poetry that I write, surprising the right person with silly love letters, an open-minded exchange of music, me getting all gawmy when my designated paramour says something sweet to me, some incredibly bad puns that barely count as puns if really at all, and me sending a ton of pictures from hikes so that I can pretend with someone that they were right there with me. There's, like, a ton of other lovely things we'd do, but why spoil the surprise of us making it all up from scratch together?

As it says, I'm 28. If it matters to you, I'm INFP and a Pisces, but it honestly doesn't matter to me in the very slightest. (Why does nobody ever ask anyone about their Chinese Zodiac sign?) I'm called many things, but the most common in the word map of others' opinions are "confusing" and "endearing". I'm non-monogamous, but not in the hierarchical, polycule, or "get involved with me and someone else!" kinda way, but more so to the extent that I prefer to have up to two partners who are equal priorities in my life and not involved with one another, because any more than that sounds exhausting and I'm tired enough as it is. It's not for everyone and neither am I, so it's not like I'll get offended about you being monogamous; different strokes, yeah?

I'm 5'5 on a good day, average build (I regularly exercise, but I'm not as competitive about it as I was when I still had serotonin in the tank), I have curly hair that's naturally blonde but is currently a mishmash of the natural colour and residual dye from two previous dye jobs (red and black that have become a dark reddish brown through pure happenstance), and I have blue-grey eyes. You can see me looking all pekid and pathetic in my profile picture, if you're curious. I'm culturally and ethnically Ashkenazi Jewish, but not particularly religious. I will happily learn about your views and respect them, though - just please afford me the same kindness and courtesy. I post dramatic poetry and sad two sentence stories on my profile, too, so feel free to lightly pick on me for those because I enjoy laughing at myself when it's funny.

I'd prefer for you to be between 24 and 32, but I will accept a year outside of the parameters depending on how much you have your life together and life circumstances. See, I hate power imbalances and I'm not keen on having a relationship with one in it. I'd also like you to be able to confirm that you're a real person, as I've had recent run-ins with people who actually didn't exist; I'll happily confirm my identity, too, even if I don't get why anyone in their right mind would pretend to be me. I want someone who has goals in life and seeks self-improvement. I approach life as a life-long learner, so I hope to find that in someone else as well. Also, please know how to take care of yourself. I can't and won't be your therapist, but I'll happily hype you up and tell you how great you are.

I'm not tolerant of any kind of hate, either, so please don't bother me if you are closed-minded enough to spew prejudice into this already bigoted world. Life's hard enough as it is, so all that I ask is that you try to be a good person or at least fuck off if that's too steep of a request for you.

If you've read this far, tell me about something that you're really into or enjoying lately? I'd genuinely love to know.

Warm regards,

B.

P.S. I've never worked in HVAC. It's a long and dumb story that I'll happily tell if you're curious.