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He is, preferably, Caucasian. He is smart and condescendingly funny with a wicked sense of humor. He isn't afraid to show me who he is and pick his nose in front of me or let out a raucous belch after a pint. Chances are I'd laugh and idolize him and challenge him to a champions' belch. He has a warm smile and an even warmer heart beating beneath his chest. He loves with abandon. He loves me for me, my child as his. He doesn't need to be conventionally good-looking. He's quirky and sometimes a social outcast too brilliant to be in the world.
I'm waiting for my rocket to come. Entranced by the idea of mythical creatures. I devour books by the truckloads. I worship Neil Gaiman. I have an irrational fear of turtles, it's called chelonaphobia. Studying for my PhD in law and the regulation of generic technology. I have blood-red toenails. I'm a yogi- sunshine inspires and raindrops temper the mind. Sometimes I think I'm Magic.