alright alright already. here he is, THE MAN OF MY DREAMS. to clarify who the man of my dreams is I must say that the dream began about 20 years ago. I strongly believe in the power of intention, btw.
in about 1989 I did some serious delving into the "self help/new age" section of the local bookstore. turned up with some pretty good stuff.
I learned that if you imagine what you want, what you really really want and even write it down ( in detail) that the universe will give it to you. so it finally happened.
I asked for the guy who is smart, knows how to type (remember this was 1989), wears boxer shorts AND glasses and who doesn't know that he is really cute. he has sat in the back of the library his whole life and has no idea how absolutely amazing he is.

granted, we met when we were well beyond our teens. but he lived in Minnesota and I in Indiana at the time of the intended wish. it only took us around 11 years to find our way to eachother here in the PNW. (pacific northwest)

so, that's it. one less thing to worry about. one more soul to trust. and love. and be grateful for. along with the others who I shall mention in no particular order at some point on this log.

you can obviously see that he, in his now mature state of being, is completely exposed in his lust for life, no longer hiding out in corners with books. now he reads right in the middle of the library. and I love every ounce of him.

ttfn