Psychoanalyze this!

So last night my friend Dan and I were having this amazing conversation about hott athletes because promising me that David Wright would be on sportscenter was the only way he could get me to watch with him. As I proceeded to tell him all about who was attractive, I realized that most of my favorite guys are way older than me. There's something about a man in his thirties that just really attracts me. This is slightly disturbing because my mom is 42. So we're talking about men who are sometimes closer to her age than mine. It also causes some problems- some of you will remember a certain 54 year old professor who will not be named. I apparently am not that good at telling how old someone is. I spent much of the afternoon pondering this and I decided that I (in my naive state) appreciate the idea of an experienced man... someone who isn't crazy awkward and who realizes the subtle importance of helping a girl put on her jacket and opening the door. And to be honest, I think I intimidate the guys my age. I've always been mature for my age, and I really enjoy being around guys who don't flinch at the word vagina. The only problem with this is that all the guys who are old enough to interest me are married or divorced or if they haven't been married kind of scare me (how do you make it that long as a boy without getting married?). Since married is out of the question... Ha ha! and I don't really want to pick up someone from the reject pile...that leaves divorced. Yay. Who wants to be a step-mom at twenty-two? So we're back to the million dollar question, Why am I soooo special?