I'm digging this song by Jamie Foxx featuring Drake - Fall for your type; and I'm really grooving to it and I thought for a second, what's my type, do I even have a type - I know, you're thinking you're married, the woman you married is your type. To which I can say yes and no - she's great woman, physically and intellectually astounding - by no means perfect, but she's perfect for me. I can tell you physically what attracts me to a woman - but then again not every woman fits that mold and may be attracted to them. So what's my type? I like a strong willed, free thinker - but every now and then I'd like to play the Gepetto (molding can be fun). Hmmm!
I think sometimes we gravitate or certain persons gravitate towards us - for me it seems to be attractive women with some sought of neurosis - which seems to fit perfectly with my handy man complex - which is my neurosis - my sometimes misguide need to want to fix people's problems, give advice, by that dude they can talk to and lift their spirits. Now that I'm seeing it in black and white it's no wonder my thoughts are sometimes so haunting - they just won't leave me alone.
Which brings me back to my question - what in my type? Hmmm! Still not sure, so I'll take the easy way out - my type is woman. :-D
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