I most assuredly have a type...
She’s 5’-10”+, lean and beautiful with very long, very straight natural red hair that I cut for her.
She’s seven years older than me.
She’s childfree.
She loves animals of any sort to an astonishing degree.
She’s very open and honest about her life experience, both the good and the bad.
She can talk with me about subjects, and in ways that we dare not EVER share with anyone else in our lives.
She’s highly intelligent and accomplished, with a long career in her doctoral field, but never boasts of her accomplishments.
She’s autistic (diagnosed at age 60), and yet has no comorbidities at all, as far as I can tell.
She’s very wealthy but also very frugal, with a high degree of capability of deferred gratification.
She’s willing to carefully introduce me to the responsible use of entheogens, something for which I am very grateful.
She will laugh at my feeble attempts at humor, but only when they're worthy.
She’s a fellow semi-responsible hoarder, one who will spend many hours with me at a thrift store, yard sale or auction, in search of some quirky interesting stuff, to bring home and research.
She diagnosed my PDA, before I managed to.
And last, but not least, she put up with me for more than 13 years before the weight of my many failings became too much for her, something I don’t blame her for in the slightest.
Darron