Update: Happiness?

As I mentioned below, today went pretty well. I even felt a little hopeful... and I found a sense of empowerment from two bizarre places...

1. I was listening to the radio and Paula Cole came on and said she doesn't want to wait for our lives to be over. I was like, "Yeah, Paula, you're right. If your words of wisdom were good enough for Dawson Leary, then they're good enough for me." I was ready to go into seclusion for at least the rest of the year, but now I realize I want to move on. NOW. I don't have time to waste being sad or depressed.

2. I watched Sunday's "Desperate Housewives." And in a sad little scene with poignant music playing in the background, a vulnerable Gabby said this: "I need a man who cares enough to explode when he thinks he's going to lose me." As much as I loved Greg... he was obviously not that man. I want that man. I might even deserve that man.

Do I still love Greg? Hell, yes. But now I want to move on. And that's what's been holding me back. So now I just have to find the guy who's going to smash a wine glass when I flirt with Nathan Fillion. Actually... I'd really just like to find Nathan Fillion.