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| Buscando: | Masculino Edad 37 a 80 | | Estado: | 41 Soltero Sin respuesta Hembra | | Ubicación: | | | Interés en: | Compañero de actividades | | Etnicidad | Medio este | | Vivo: | Sin hogar | | Eye Catcher: | Pecho | | | Altura: | 5'5 pulgadas | | Cuerpo: | Promedio | | Pelo ojos: | marrón, Azul | | Fumar: | De ninguna manera | | Beber: | Como un pez | | Ejercicio | A veces | | Política: | Liberal | | | Educación: | Alguna educación superior | | Religión: | Agnóstico | | Ingresos: | Menos de $15,000 | | Ocupación: | Nusring | | Descendencia: | Sin respuesta | | Personalidad: | Aventurero | | País: | Belgium | |
MI HISTORIA
When I was 12, I wanted to be 16. When I was 16, I wanted to be 18 so badly, I could barely sit still. When I turned 18, 21 seemed the perfect age. As a child I questioned, over analyzed, speculated and assumed that when I got “older” I’d figure it all out and know who I was and what I wanted to be. I’d finally become like those annoying kids in my 5th grade class who confidently shouted, “I want to be a teacher!” “I want to be a lawyer!” I wanted to smack them. I never knew. I’m 57 and I’m still not sure. But I’m not expecting that the light will come on when I reach 60. Who was it that said life is a journey, not a destination? Corny. But true. I no longer have a pressing need to be “something”. I can just BE.
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