The cheese stands alone

I starting at the single life for the first time in my adult life, and I have to admit I am feeling a little daunted, overwhelmed and well frankly a little insecure. I have gotten a little pudgier than I have been before, I am a little more of a mess with a few more storage rooms of baggage. I am an introvert who has never been alone. Please don't misunderstand me I am in no rush to date or find somebody or anything of the sort, but I find myself starting to think about what I would want in my partner or partners if I am lucky..lol.

If I gave you my superficial metadata ideals they would probably be a woman on the taller side...since I am taller and things tend to not, um, fit right if she is too short, nice legs, dark hair and of course incredibly horny, a massage expert, bi-sexual, open minded and loves to wait on me and do housework.

To say what I really would like is probably a lot harder to describe and find...but she is smart. In a book sense and in an I did that one time at band camp sense.

She has set goals and has achieved enough of them to know that she can do what she puts her mind too.

She has taken risks and been both burned and successful and has learned from them

She has been hurt...she has learned how to talk about being hurt.

She will take me to task on things. Don't let me just spout nonsense. I have never been a fan of the smile and nod women..speak up..but she knows how to do it respectfully

She is a little more outgoing than me. I tend to go through these periods of seclusion and it helps to have someone there to pull you out. She is good in social settings.

She is not religious at least not in the lets go to church, baptize our children, marry in a church kind of way...this is a sticking point as it usually signifies two different philosophies on life that are often in my experience incompatible.

She has some passions and hobbies that are different than mine that she can teach me.

She wants to have kids.

She doesn't laugh at the size of my penis.

She understands being a partner isn't always 50\50 we can carry the load, burden for each other at times, we work together.

She will cook with me..I love to cook, also love to go out to eat and drink.

She can let me have my space...sometimes I just need to go to the cave alone to recharge that is just me...just how I am wired

She knows that I am a mess and she loves me for it.

I can be open about what I am feeling and it is not going to be seen as a weakness or used as a weapon.

There is a quote in the book 100 years of solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez has come the closest to what I would like to find "Both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude...they enjoyed the miracle of loving each other at the table as much as in the bed"

This might take a while to find so any help any of you can be of help in the unbridled fornication department that would be greatly appeciated. Please feel free to send or give booty I am in the book.