When I’m sad, I peruse the sentimental musings in my text message inbox.
My heart flutters upon reading the always endearing “where u at?” I blush while pondering the emotional complexity of “be der soon.”
Shakespeare would be so proud.
As 2010 approaches, many people maintain the last decade has led to relationships that are more fragile and less romantic.
The rise of technology — everything from smart phones to social networking sites — has really broadened the average couple’s fighting repertoire.
If arguing over household chores wasn’t enough, you now have the freedom to verbally spar over misinterpreted emoticons and an ex’s Facebook friend request.
On a more positive note, we’ve made major strides in the Internet meet market.
“We met online” no longer generates images of dungeons and doctored photos.
The last 10 years cover my high school and college graduations, as well as entry into the workforce.
Somewhere in that time frame, I discovered “Sex and the City,” the TV show that made me and every other curly-haired single girl want to become a relationship columnist.
When I finally secured a job, I blamed an accounting error for the discrepancy between Carrie Bradshaw’s income and a journalist’s real-life pay.
“SATC” was paired with the rise of reality TV dating competitions, which still make me worry that my romantic dinners will be accompanied by elimination ceremonies.
Even while driving under the influence of “The Bachelor,” I experienced a variety of relationship highs this decade.
I successfully transitioned from college’s casual ties to a world of more serious connections, where I finally abandoned “must love to dance” as my No. 1 mate requirement.
I endured my friends’ post-college marriage and pregnancy blitzes, and learned to offer genuine excitement over items like a nondescript engagement ring or fuzzy sonogram image.
There were also relationship lows, however.
Five words: We broke up on MySpace.
This decade, I’ve watched blood-sucking vampires enter a realm of romantic idealism previously reserved for Barbie and Ken.
I’ve filled up my Web browser with blogs and social networking accounts kept by the ex-girlfriends of guys I’ve dated.
So no, relationships haven’t gotten any easier.
Things are a little more informal, and at times you’ll likely have to settle for a text message instead of a heartfelt missive.
You might also embrace a desire for occasional cell phone spying and Internet stalking.
But beneath those exterior advances, we still want the same thing as our non-Internet savvy counterparts:
A sense of compatibility that transcends the limits of a decade’s trends.
Don’t worry, daters.
The best is yet to come, and you’ll be der soon.