Shut up, and drive!

So, I have been hesitant to write this blog... But I cannot be the source of my self-censorship. Nor can I let anyone else dictate what I write. Given the fact that I mostly write this for myself and anyone else who happens to stumble up it, I am taking the leap (and may just get myself into trouble).

You know those times when you think you know what you want, so you work really hard to get it? Then, once it's in front of you you aren't sure it's what you thought you were getting and you're not sure if you want it anymore? Am I making any sense???

Anyhow, I have been thinking about what I do want and if I'll ever get it... I want a man who will communicate with me, who will pursue me, who I can talk with about more than a subject or two, who asks me how my day was, who compliments me (more than just verbally), a man who will kiss me like a man kisses a woman (yes, I am a carnal being), a man who surprises me.

I want a man who isn't afraid to be in the driver's seat. I'm tired of working and just want to be pursued...