River Market mornings, quiet evenings

Saturday mornings at the River Market are my ritual — coffee, a walk through the farmers market, maybe a pastry from that place with the line out the door. I'm thirty, a communications director for a local nonprofit, and about a year ago I left a relationship that taught me I'd rather be alone than with someone who makes me feel alone. I know that sounds like a quote from a mug, but it's genuinely where I am. I'm looking for a man who can be present — someone whose attention isn't fractured between me and his phone and whatever argument he's having in his head. I'm warm, articulate, and I make people feel comfortable, which is both a skill and a pattern I'm trying to make sure doesn't mean I'm always performing. I want to be known, not just liked. If you understand the difference, send me something real.