My type in men is human munkustrap but only the extremely specific vision i have in my head of what he would look and dress and act like

I think it should be socially acceptable for me to wear a long flowing cloak to work. Sit at my little cubicle with the hood up, cozy and warm in my icebox of an office. AirPods in, lord of the rings score playing, so I can pretend like I’m relaxing in the woods and not stuck in front of a computer screen for eight hours a day. Business casual is out, dressing like a fantasy characters to cope with the existential dread and monotony of office culture is in.

I’m a simple bi. When I see a blue plaid flannel at target, I buy it.

I'm so glad Google exists...