River city autumn drives

Once the leaves turn, I get this urge to just drive — out toward the river hills, through the small towns, anywhere with color. I'm forty-two, a real estate agent, and fall is my busy season, which means I need someone who'll pull me away from work on a Sunday and take me somewhere I don't have to sell anything. I'm driven, independent, and I've been single by choice for a while because I refuse to settle. But I'm ready now. I want someone who has his own drive and doesn't need me to be his motivation. We're two complete people who choose each other. That's the only setup that works for me.