The same kinds of men gravitate to me every single time, and I’m not sure if I like that. Illustrators, photographers, videographers, screenwriters, poets and other journalists are the only one’s whose eyes I catch. Then Rastas. Artists. More Rastas and artists. And toss in a dollar van driver from time to time. I guess it’s because of the energy and look I give off as well as my occupation. I’m a writer, photographer, and artist sporting an afro; it’s a fair attraction. But I wonder if the trend is due solely to the circles I move with or if it’s really just me? Am I destined to be with someone just like me? What happened to the old adage of “Opposites attract”?