Did you know that scientific studies have shown that humans find women
with asymmetrical faces more beautiful than those with symmetrical ones?

We don’t like sameness. As they say, variety is the spice of life. And
so it should be in relationships. Not just the romantic kind, of course,
but when we’re talking about romance — long-term love, life partners,
the one with whom we will raise children — it is especially important.

A light bulb exploded in my head: finally! My ethos on attraction, put
to written word (albeit a made-up one):

sapiosexual (seɪ-pi-oʊ-sɛk-ʃuəl), noun

1. A person attracted to or aroused by intelligence and its use.

[Latin sapiens, wise or intelligent + sexualis, relating to the sexes]
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Oh yeah. Uhuh. That fits me to a T. I love a man with a brain. [My heart
is actually speeding up as I write this.] In fact, I love a man who uses
words that put the SAT’s to shame and who talks about things that I
don’t understand. Because he’s going to engage me. He’s going to keep me
interested. He’s going to show me new worlds. He will help me grow and
learn. And I will do the same for him.

You know how it feels when a word is on the tip of your tongue, but you
can’t quite think of it? The frustration and irritation of the situation
is so… ugh, I can’t think of the word! [I know, I’m so witty.] But
seriously, we all know how it feels to reach for a word that is just out
of our mind’s grasp. Personally, it makes me extremely peevish. Call me
Goldilocks, but second best simply won’t do; that elusive word would
have been just right.

Sometimes though, when we least expect it, the word will come barreling
full speed into our brains like a little kid through the front door on a
summer’s evening. It just pops into our minds, even though we had given
up seeking it hours (or days) ago. It happens most often when I’m
asleep: all of a sudden, I’m awake, sitting bolt upright in bed, mouth
half-open, more pleased than I should be to have remembered the word.
What a great feeling.