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A Lesson in Love

I took a sanity 1/2 day today and finished the final season of Sex and the City.

It's so easy to relate to. Arguably unfortunately so. And the reason why single ladies such as myself are hopelessly addicted to it has been questioned recently. Yes, you know who you are :)

I'm embarrassingly impressionable, so I started wondering "why" myself. I love it so much that I find semi-tangible joy in being able to relate to these 4 women who, let's face it, are in baffling crazy and unfulfilling relationships most of the time. Could this repetitive example be detrimental to my dating health? Is it fathomable that I was somehow justifying my bad relationship choices by the fact that it all seemed normal, even better at times, than the best damn sports show period?

Was I chasing Mr. Big because I fell in love with Chris Noth when he was in Law & Order with my other love Angie Harmon? Now that is transference.

But it all came together today. It's not about the bad relationships, the toxic bachelors, the unstableness of perceived sanity. It's about the lessons, the triumphs, the purity of love no matter how fleeting. The Dance.

Because in order to define, experience, and embrace what it is that you truly desire, you have to know what you do not.

Carrie said to her Russian:

"I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love."

And I smiled as tears welled up in my eyes. I guess I just didn't know that I did.


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