Those Things We Do For Love

Last Sunday saw me coming back from L Fest - a place full of lesbians, adventures, laughter and trouble (that was more of a personal thing than a general theme). I was happy but tired and maybe I couldn't control the train of my thoughts. Anyhow, three things popped into my head at the same time:

* I'm not really seeing many women recently since I got myself into a deep shit trouble last winter (see, here it is again!)... Maybe I should start dating more, after all I love meeting people and it always makes for a good story.

* Oh dear, I'm so glad that I live in times current. If I lived in old ages my sister would be dead! (She has a medical condition that needed XX century to be semi-tamed). Oh dear, maybe my whole family would be dead.

* Ha ha, I shouldn't probably say out loud how I came to a conclusion that if I was black (and had one of those full of meaning names like some Africans do) my name would be Charity.

And BANG. This was born in the depths of my beautiful mind - I shall go on a date with any girl that is going to support my chosen charity which supports people like my sister and tries to find a cure for their condition.
It's a three-way win-win-win situation. It's perfect!

Truth be told I have no idea how successful this endeavour might be and I can't predict whether anyone will be even remotely interested in participating in an adventure like that. But the thought was there and therefore I must give it a go. Nothing to loose, everything to win. Let's be amazing!

You can read my sister's story HERE (this is my lovely sister and I on a photo above)
And you can see my dating profile HERE (my photos are not XXX rated, you have to believe me)