“So what do you look for in someone you want to date?” she asks me.
Look, the truth of the matter is that I’m looking for someone who is kind, who has enough self-awareness to not take herself too seriously while not being a doormat to anyone, and who laughs from deep within that place where truths are found.
I am looking for grace and self-assuredness. I’d like to meet someone who’s passionate and firmly believes – in spite of all odds – that she can make a difference in the world on some level or another.
Sure, I could give a list of stuff: Likes romantic comedies, farmers’ markets, can hum NPR’s Weekend Edition theme song, holds a deep appreciation for Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, willing and able to throw down a burger, and is ok with a guy full of imperfections but who tries. But the woman I’m looking for? I sortof figure that that stuff will fall into place. I’m not looking for my female equivalent – whether she eats meat, thinks Katy Perry is our generation’s answer to the Beatles, likes tomatoes, or has any interest in Indiana Jones will be the differences that distinguish us apart while also building us up into something greater than the sum of its parts.
Though if she really thinks Katy Perry is our generation’s answer to the Beatles, she should probably like red wine, because we’ll need a couple of bottles.
Thus endeth my post on feelings and relationships.