Impressions

Name something about your personality that you like.  Go ahead.  Be honest.  I won't be testing you on this.  OK, did you name a bunch?  I did.  I'm no expert in, well anything really, but social behaviour was where I was going with this but I suspect that a lot of us would have put down what we hope other people see in us.  A validation of some sort I guess, again not being an expert or anything similar.

The on-line dating world is chock a block full with people trying to make impressions.  Some do it with a picture, some with a picture and a write up on their profile and some simply with their write up.  I find it both aggravating and terribly interesting to figure out the real person behind the profile. I joke that I'm going to write a book about my dating experiences because there are simply too many good stories out there to leave them untold.  Mind you, the stories aren't all good, people being people means there are a fair share of negative stories.  Perspective plays a huge roll I think in how we end up dealing with it all.

So genius man, what impressions are you making out there?  I don't know, you tell me.

If I had to choose something that I like about my personality, I might say my naivete and probably my sense of humour, such as it is. And if I'm being honest, I'm not worrying about making an impression, I'm interested in being myself.  My humour is for me.  If other people find it funny, great, if not...I'm ok with that as well.  My naivete is another subject entirely but again, it's my naivete, intrinsically tied to my outlook on life and what I find important.  Read the list of quotes in my last posting to see what inspires, humours and confuses me...and all of that is tied to the tapestry of my life.  There is that word again!

My dad used to say that how many languages you speak that is how many men you are.  That's pretty cool.  I like to go further and say that the same sentiment applies to many aspects of how many "men" you are. Seeing that I can't speak any other languages other than English, and not very well sometimes, I may be grasping at straws but I don't think so.  Oh, I can still swear a bit in Croatian if that is any help.  We all have played the greater fool to some extent in our lives.  I think it is an inescapable truth to us as humans that we act irrationally against all facts.  So what I say.  It was a moment in time, not the be all and end all of our stories.  If we are being honest with ourselves, and we really should be, given the opportunity, would you make a different decision? I would have still opened the B & B.  Is that the right choice?  In hind sight, possibly not, in the moment, yep. Remember, no regrets.

I will pass along something that a dear friend of mine said to me once.  She said I reminded her of a summer market in Provence, an old Italian fellow whistling at girls in the piazza and an Irish gentleman setting off on a long walk down a country road.  I can't whistle but my God did I ever like that sentiment.  In my bones I know I belong in Europe for extended parts of the year and I am taking baby steps to realizing that goal down the road...and if successful, I think those three images of me will suit me well.

I can't wait...maybe you will come for a visit.

Ciao
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