I don't know what I was thinking tonight...

I am not sure if I will actually pay to sign up for Match.com yet, but I filled out the bio tonight... it's like I'm practicing.

Would you call this an abuse of metaphors?
What does this even mean? 

At least a guy knows what I might like for dessert. 

I have not been on an actual date with a man in a long time. 

My apologies to any cool guys who may be trying to contact me on Match.com. I haven't joined yet, so I can't see your responses. Would anyone answer an ad like this one?  I could write dozens of ads, but they all just come out as weird as I am. Oh, and I just moved out of a million dollar home and into a custom stealth camper van full time to save some money and start my own business. 

I am the woman on stage singing as the star of the show, or the lady in black sitting in the corner at Starbucks wearing a headset working on learning video editing and other new software tutorials. Or I'm that chick swimming in the pool working on her graceful freestyle stroke wearing a swimsuit that says, "I'm a reality show," and a waterproof MP3 player listening to deep house funk or inspiring music, doing laps sometimes before the sun comes up. 

I don't really spend much time in clubs anymore unless I'm working as an event planner. I figure, I'll meet someone at work, the gym, a party or at one of my shows or events. Maybe going online is the best way to save time? Does Amazon Prime have a shopping cart to find amazing single or divorced men in their 40's, 50's or 60's?  

At my age, most all of the good ones are married and staying put in their relationships whether they are happy or not. I am not against getting married again, just not today.  I also don't want the charming booty calls from ex-boyfriends. I haven't gone there either. 

I think if I really felt like I needed someone to share my life with right now, I would hunt him down in the most adorable, creative, romantic ways and get him. Hunting is not my style, but you may have gathered by now, if you found me here from Match.com, this is more like "Fly Fishing".  A guy has to really show an interest in me if he wants to get my attention. There is a diferrence beween a want and a need. 

My nickname Tré (short for Tracy) means a couple things. It stands for "3" or "III" as in, "Three times as good", and "Very".  I am very something. Let's just say, I'm not a match for a man that owns a sweater vest.

I am happy in my really weird beautiful life,and with myself and I've been okay without someone for the past few years. I think my heart has survived this long because of my complete infatuation with nature and beauty in the world. 

Is it possible that it is no longer enough to sustain me? Am I longing for intimacy with a man?  Wait, did you just hear something?  I think my pussy just whispered, "yes." 😉  "Shut up down there."  

Maybe I am saving myself for someone worth loving for real, or just looking for a loyal fun friend to goof off with and if there is chemistry between us, and we both really dig each other, then we can mess up each others hair in creative ways and see where it leads us.  I'm not really looking for a boyfriend, but who knows what can happen.

How do young at heart weirdo's like me meet other single fun outgoing weirdo's?  The thought of shopping for a guy in an online store is so generic to me. I am not your normal everyday woman. It's so strange to try and write something like this, it's like a resume for mating. I think this is why I never sign up.

I am sure that my path will eventually cross with someone else's, who is being, loving and living his beautiful life in the same direction as mine out there.  

Ain't it better if we just bump into one another because we are already living the lives we love?  I think meeting someone whose life dreams are already going in the same direction as one another, is a sure fit for a deliciously fun life, don't you?  

I AM GETTING READY TO REALLY SHINE MY LIGHT SO YOU CAN FIND ME, WHOEVER YOU ARE OUT THERE. 💞