I'm intelligent, thoughtful, kind, romantic. I've never met Bernie Madoff. (As for a "stimulus package": well, if you provide me with one, I'll reciprocate.) I am able to respond to simple verbal commands. (I've heard that women appreciate this.)
A woman friend said this about me: "Peter is a recovering lawyer with a dry wit and a mischievous gleam in his eye. Peter is not shy but he is reserved unless he knows you, and then his conversational talents and keen intelligence emerge. If he is attracted to you he is romantic and flirtatious. He is a man who makes a smart woman laugh. He can be delightful and charming. He is a crisp, trim package of a man, fit, lean and well groomed. He is not a game player. He really does know what women want and if it is the right woman Peter will do his best to please her. What pleases Peter is what he will have to tell you himself." If this intrigues you, then by all means, let me know.
After retiring from a long law practice, I became a teacher of ESL (English as a Second Language) and a freelance writer. I have no particular interest in taking long walks on the beach. I am NOT equally comfortable in a tuxedo as in jeans (though I must say I look pretty damn good in a tuxedo). As for "baggage": if you've reached adulthood without any, then you haven't been paying attention. The challenge is to carry it with grace and dignity and not be weighed down by it. Oh, it would be really nice if you love classical music and opera.
The poet Galway Kinnell wrote these lines, which pretty well sum up my feelings about finding someone: "We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that you’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”
I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.
Let our scars fall in love."