This is a tuffee for me to write because it is about a letdown while being uplifting at the same time.
The past week I have been texting a person I originally named Adonis, but whom I shall now refer to by his initial, *M*.
This man is beautiful both inside and out. The more I talked with him on the phone through texts and then in person over the course of our 8 hours together last night was excruciatingly interesting, entertaining, intensely educational and obviously unforgettable. *M* is so far beyond 'average' that he can't even see the shoreline of it from where he stands in his ocean of extraordinary.
I, like most people, always thought that a person was either left or right brained. Here's the outlines of the whole Right/Left Brain Theory:
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According to the left-brain, right-brain dominance theory, the right side of the brain is best at expressive and creative tasks. Some of the abilities that are popularly associated with the right side of the brain include:
- Recognizing faces
- Expressing emotions
- Music
- Reading emotions
- Color
- Images
- Intuition
- Creativity
- Language
- Logic
- Critical thinking
- Numbers
- Reasoning
And THEN I learned this- That the entire concept is outdated! So quit pigeon-holing your thinking process and that of others.
As a musician and music composer, *M* uses his brain's right side of course, but oh the left side! Wow! Understand this, I have never used the word 'fascinating' to describe a person. But *M* is everything that the word entails. His knowledge of historical events as they relate to current day economic events and impending upheaval is as enlightening as it is scary. He is a philosopher who has really thought about politics/religions/spirituality/human nature and the universe. He is The Wizard and I am the Scarecrow trying to stuff it all into my head as I listen to him.
Physically, he is a beautiful man to look at. He is kind and considerate and even though he's so cerebral, he loves ordinary dumb stuff like old movies, TV shows and games. Lucky is the person who can be called *M*'s friend, I say. He has friends, male and female, strewn across the country.
*M* is not a tall man, yet with his long mane, he gets noticed and I watch women look at him as he crosses a room. Seriously, he can have any woman he wants. I frankly feel/felt inferior to him. Being in awe of someone is probably not a good basis for building a relationship.
Besides being way too intelligent for mere mortals, *M* is dealing with a recent divorce from a 22 year relationship. THIS divorcee, though, is doing all the right things in starting over in life at age 53, He moved from Hawaii to Arizona where he has a good support group of family and friends. He is now beginning all over again with career and wealth building, but he is doing it all HIS way and in HIS time. Jumping into any serious relationship is not in the cards for him right now with the priorities he needs to address.
Thank God there are good men like *M* out there. It gives me hope. And it also gave me a new man to call Friend which I can add into my portfolio of good people and experiences post Gary.
*M* is my crush without being crushed. It was a privilege to get to know him and spend a little time with him. He is a rung of the ladder on which I am climbing out of my well hole. This man though, unlike others before him, graciously offered me a hand up without asking or demanding anything of me in return.
Best of all, we laughed our heads off as we recalled specific scenes from old episodes of Seinfeld. *M* has such a great memory, he can recite the lines verbatim of each character in each scene. You've gotta love a guy who appreciates the sarcastic humor of Seinfeld. I haven't laughed like that in forever.
There really is such a thing as one in a million. Or in *M*'s case, One in 7.125 Billion.
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