LTMMC
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jul 19, 2020
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Frankly, I do not remember when I ran into such a woman last. A woman who seemed to have an honest interest in trying to figure me out. I do remember several women who liked or disliked me, for displaying my curiosity in her and who commented on that. One way or the other. Enjoying it or not. But her wanting to know about me, beyond superficial questions I mean: very little, really, almost nothing, nada, zilch!
Other than my first girlfriends, or the women I got married to. Strange, isn't it?
Now I happen to be a rather complex man, as anybody can figure out who reads more than two of my personal ads. One reason: myriads of experiences "forming" me. And in case anybody asked me for my position or my insights on subject A or subject B, most likely I'd end up attempting a talk half an hour long, without a completely made-up mind.
Because I have not stopped learning yet about all sorts of matters.
So I believe if I ran into a woman with the kind of curiosity I keep dreaming about, I would hug her and kiss her and make love with her immediately. Because a genuine interest in another person's mind and soul is such a precious gift, which has not happened to me in seemingly an eternity.
Even the three women I have or had known for a year or longer, got to know a lot about me, but I do not believe because they asked me many curious questions. Isn't that awfully strange?
Other than my first girlfriends, or the women I got married to. Strange, isn't it?
Now I happen to be a rather complex man, as anybody can figure out who reads more than two of my personal ads. One reason: myriads of experiences "forming" me. And in case anybody asked me for my position or my insights on subject A or subject B, most likely I'd end up attempting a talk half an hour long, without a completely made-up mind.
Because I have not stopped learning yet about all sorts of matters.
So I believe if I ran into a woman with the kind of curiosity I keep dreaming about, I would hug her and kiss her and make love with her immediately. Because a genuine interest in another person's mind and soul is such a precious gift, which has not happened to me in seemingly an eternity.
Even the three women I have or had known for a year or longer, got to know a lot about me, but I do not believe because they asked me many curious questions. Isn't that awfully strange?
