Passion

After every conversation we have, I hang up the phone with a sigh. It was like that when we were together and it's continued to be so - which is, in a way, a relief to me. I know I made the right decision. The very thought of conversing with him depresses me. Maybe because even his voice is as uneventful and melancholy as his life story. Sure, he's a steady, dependable man who would take care of me for the rest of my left. My doldrumish, methodic life. But is that really what I want when I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself?

I've figured out what attracts me to a man... or should I say this in another way. I've figured out what I'm NOT attracted to - and it's not what you think - a man with no passion. I need passion. Sure, passion for "me" is a plus, but I love a man who's passionate about something, anything. His work, a hobby, an interest. I think that's what attracted me to Plan B. so much. He's passionate about music. For Plan C., it's life in general. He's just a happy guy with great stories and interesting things to say.

Sure, my ex was easy-going but there's a point where you become so easy-going that you might as well be dead. I like when a guy gets fired up about something.

So I've discovered a new "plan" - but as suggested by the DWG, I need to stop referring to prospective men as plans. What shall we call this possible relationship? Until I think of something suiting, I'm sticking with "Plan."

Introducing Plan D. - 26 years old, entrepreneur, pursued me (or rather, saw my picture and emailed me), is interested in getting to know me. He seems funny, driven, successful, and a lot of fun. I look forward to going on a date with him... wow, a date. Something I haven't been on in awhile. A real date. With a guy with passion for his business.

I'm officially attracted.