I am in every sense of the word, ordinary. A person of many flaws and faults, but I own each and every one of them. I am very imperfect and at best mediocre looking. I am okay with that. I don’t try to be something I am not. The one thing I have is a naked ring finger. Being a few years over 30 I think that factor attracts the male species. I have been hit on, asked out, proposed to and improperly accosted several times in the past few years. It’s defeating at times. I just want to be me without it seeming like I want more than a conversation or friend. Sure it can be flattering at times but they end up just bringing me down because they are all missing one important thing. They aren’t him. Yes, I have him on a 5,000 foot high platinum pedestal. He’s embodies everything I love and desire. He’s the complete package for me inside and outside. There one small problem, he’s taken

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