Frozen tundra? More like frozen heart

People who move away from Green Bay always cite the cold as their reason, and honestly I get it — January here is brutal. But there's something about the way this city hunkers down and gets cozy that I love. I'm thirty-four, an accountant, and my last relationship wrapped up about eighteen months ago. It was good but never quite right. We tried, we really did, and I don't regret the attempt. At this point I know exactly what I need: someone who makes winter feel shorter. Someone who'll build a fire, pour a drink, and watch the snow come down without checking his phone every five minutes. I'm honest to a fault, I sing badly in the car, and I'm the person who remembers your birthday without Facebook's help. I want someone attuned to the details. Show me you're paying attention right now by writing me something real.