Hey... I can blog!! Cool!
So... what do I blog about? My day? Boring... My emotions? Mmmm, too private. My experiences on online dating? Hey... there's an idea!! So what has my experience shown me? First, I have learned that the further away a man is in location... the more interest he shows. Maybe its because from a distance, there is not as much effort required for a "relationship". But if you are within driving distance or "dating" distance... well... that is a whole different ball game. You may want more than an "occasional" vulgar email. And I stress the words "occasional" and "vulgar". When are men going to realize that 2 or 3 emails asking "Hi! How was your day?" does not even come close to ANY kind of a relationship. It is an introduction at best. And "intimacy" is best between two people who are in an intimate relationship. Why do they think a few emails can suddenly become intimate?? That's like going to the dessert-bar and having a big honking slice of cake before you have your dinner. You dinner is what's good for you. It feeds you. It nourishes you. And the dessert that follows is a pleasure that is to be relished. But men want to have their quick microwave dinner alone in the privacy of their home so there is no pressures... and then take a woman out for coffee and maybe dessert. Sorry, I'm old-fashioned. If I don't have my dinner to feed and nourish my body, I don't have dessert to enjoy either. By the same token, if a man is not interested in me, nourishing our hearts and minds and souls... there is no intimacy either.
Why is that such a difficult concept to comprehend? Is it the confusion over what constitutes a relationship? Or maybe there should be a definition of WHAT KIND of a relationship we are after.
Me... I want it all. I want one man. One man who is interested in me. NOT a man who shows me as much equal interest as all the other mares in his online stable.
I think I am asking too much in this day and age. The population in general has become accustomed to sex everywhere you look. Its being pushed at us as simply ok to have promiscuous sexual encounters. And its to the point that it is the accepted practice... for most. But not me. I am a healthy adult and I enjoy my "dessert" as much as the next person. But I will not go running to the nearest bakery for a slice of cake just because I have a sweet-tooth. My heart and soul are screaming for nourishment... I'll gorge myself on dessert afterwards.