Ya know... leave it to a sitcom about four women on the constant persuit of love to remind you of your own loneliness.
The truth is that I've been slowly drifting into the boyfriend area for a while... and I'm happy I've avoided an all-out hunt, because that just turns the persuit of futility... but boyfriend-dom is coming. I can feel it. I've felt it for a while... but I'm picky... I want some very specific things... and finding that in someone that can handle me is probably NOT going to be easy.
Discovering. Not finding... discovering that. Finding means I'm looking for something... and I'm not and don't want to be (though moments like this do make me aware of how much I want it... but we can desire without seeking). So, it's not finding... it's discovering.
Most discoveries happen by accident... that's how I want it to be. :)