I came to Tumblr hoping to find a place to share my thoughts. My feelings. And my stories. I definitely didn’t come to Tumblr to set up a dating profile: To find a man. Or a happily ever after, I can tell you that. But life likes to throw curve balls… all the time… as you all must know.

Low and behold, I happen to “meet”, the most wonderful of men here, on our very own Tumblr. Here in the cyber oasis of what is Tumblr-land. Mr. T. Not only was I taken aback by this man’s intelligence, humor, and wit; He also has the kindest of souls. The way he views the world is always gentle and with care. I have never heard him utter an ill intention or anything remotely cruel. More personally, he understands me in ways that very few have ever been able to grasp. What can I say? He gets me. My nuances, my cackles, and the dumb jokes that previously, only I thought were funny. We discuss philosophical matters, our opinions on various social issues, and, of course, trivial silliness. Oh and how could I forget? He plays the guitar. And well. I know few men that can range in personality and expertise like Mr. T. 

Mr. T and I started chatting outside of the walls of Tumblr, because we felt like it was easier to correspond through the more conventional realm of email and good ole Facebook, but eventually Skype became the next mode of communication because, did I mention, he lives somewhere close to ten thousand miles away? Yea, as life would have it, I don’t get to walk down the street and hang out with one of the most awesome human beings I have ever encountered.

I know that Mr. T is going to read this because like the wonderful friend that he is, he always keeps up-to-date with my blog. And I know that I may be completely out of the scope of reality but I just wanted to make sure that he knew how very much I enjoy our talks and that if geography were different, I wouldn’t even hesitate in meeting. And well, he knows this, but he will remain my Tumblr crush and well, I do hope that some day circumstances will let us meet.