Male

57

I'm four years a widower and it's finally time for me to connect again.

I get up early, climb on the motorcycle, and ride to the hospital where I work very hard (read, place one's self in an adrenaline fueled frenzy for 8 hrs - I mean those people on E R move in slow motion). At night I either collapse, play piano (maybe work on a composition), or go out for live music. Upscale club or down and dirty dive as long as the music has the energy. Especially if it swings.

I'm looking for good company and friends with benefits rather than love. I've found that when you reach out for love, it eludes you. When you reach out to people, love finds you.