Wanted: Best Friend

When I was younger, I always wanted a boyfriend because I wanted someone to slow dance with. Someone who would grab my hand when we walk and intertwine his fingers with mine. Someone who would light up with a big smile every time he sees me.

Nothing has changed. This remains to be the only thing I really really really want.

I love my job and everything that goes with it. I love improv and comedy and writing sketches. I love reading and falling into a world that exists because words took me there. But nothing makes life worth living more than falling in love with someone who is falling in love with you.

I want to find the kind of relationship that is worth fighting for. Worth working at every day.  Worth every moment it took to find that person. To me, a relationship with the right person won’t feel like work. It'll feel effortless.  

I’ve been thinking so much lately about who I want to end up with. I used to think that if he didn’t have dark curly hair or green eyes, then he wouldn’t do. But now, I know that I’m ready to be with someone because of who he is. Which is way more important that his height or beautiful smile.

A few things that are a must for the (depending on how you look at it) impossibly lucky guy who ends up with me

·         Support my comedy dreams-which means coming to my shows and listens to me try out new material
·         Has a great relationship with his parents and siblings

·         Is goofy and silly with me all the time

·         Isn’t afraid to say what he’s thinking and feeling

·         Keeps his promises

·         Knows what he has when he has it

The list could go on but the main thing I want is a best friend. Someone who wakes up everyday to my face and smiles. Someone who could spend all day with me browsing a bookstore and IKEA and Target and still be excited to snuggle and watch a movie together later.

I want someone who wants to always impress me and make me fall in love with them. Someone who will cook dinner with me. Laughing and kissing me while music plays in the background. And we slow dance as the chicken burns a little. I want someone who will fall asleep with me on the couch, wake up at 3 am and declare that we are going to get pancakes.

That’s the guy I’m looking for.

Ready when you are.