Dream Man, Second Time Around | UNHAPPILY single?
A shattered mess - so what! In love - engaged - divorced.
Everyone had warned me. It felt like the whole world had. "Stay away from him. He's a Casanova." The voices follow me in my sleep, and the louder they got, the more certain I became: "I'm going to marry this man." The legendary Casanova was a choirboy compared to what came next. I was a blind chicken, or better yet, a complete sheep. The divorce followed, and I decided to straighten my crown and get back up.

This time it should be the dream man, second time around. Having learned from my experiences, it has become clear to me that life has its special chapters. I am sure the fortune teller in the white tent at the fairground is right. Now he is coming: "the dream man, second time around." Anticipation, as they say, is the greatest joy. My friends are amazed at how quickly I get up and carry on as if nothing had happened. Girls, life is too short for tears and soaked pillows.
Dream Men, Second Time Around, Are the Better Men
How should you be? You don't need to put on a monk's habit for me to look at you. I want a real man, one who is in the middle of life and doesn't have to land in every bed for self-validation. The book "The Pickup Artist" is, to you, an unknown technical manual. You, like me, are looking for a trusting and harmonious relationship. Looks are secondary. If you are attractive, I won't kick you out of bed. If you shine from within, I will follow the light.
Self-irony and wit set you apart. Like me, you are an active person who loves to travel and spend weekends in a great city. Who loves hiking in the mountains in spring and autumn, so we can soak up the sunshine at the lodge together. Kids are no obstacle, since I have two grown daughters myself.
Dream Man, Second Time Around - Where Are You?
Show yourself, my prince! The dream man, second time around, is the better one. As the saying goes, after the demigods come the gods. Hades is the god of the underworld and, as we know, comes with a cloak of invisibility. I have already had that - it's time for Zeus! Speaking of which, I have always wanted to travel to Greece. Which islands do you love? Mykonos is certainly worth a trip for people freshly in love.
Where do I find you? Are you a northerner or a dashing Bavarian lad? Do you have a Swabian accent and does "hock di no" ring a bell? Will I find you in Berlin, where the bear rocks? I am curious where my dream man, second time around is hiding.