Some connections are meant to last longer than a single evening.

I’ve never been particularly interested in collecting dates for the sake of posting about or having them. The best dates have no photos. Give me the gentleman whose name makes me smile when it appears on my phone. The one I already know I’ll have a good time with before I’ve even decided what to wear.

I crave familiarity. Inside jokes. A favorite table. Knowing how you take your coffee. A spontaneous weekend that becomes a story we’ll tell six months later. There is something wonderfully indulgent about getting to know someone well enough that neither of us has to perform.

My favorite company is thoughtful, accomplished, curious, and discreet. Generosity is attractive. So is emotional intelligence. And a man who can make a plan without turning it into a committee meeting will always have my attention.

Take me somewhere I’ve never been.

Introduce me to something you love. Let me pick dinner. Let’s miss the reservation because we were talking too long.

I’m far more interested in being someone you look forward to seeing again than someone you simply saw once.

If that sounds like your kind of trouble, we should probably meet.