I realize I am blessed. I am flattered on a daily basis. But at the same time, flattery is beginning to get old. I want philisophical conversation (based on astrology, not religion), playful banter, sarcastic humour, and a weird sense of galaxies coliding. I want blushing and stuttering and awkwardness. I don't want a compliment. I just want someone to be a friend with, to walk with, to get lost with, and to argue with. I don't need a man who begs to get my attention by throwing around haphazard words like 'beautiful' and 'sexy'. I need a man who meets me at the bar and doesn't care to say anything more than a simple "Hello".
