I haven't danced spontaneously in ages. But today, standing in Carrie's little NY apartment, with Bryan's 'Get Frisky' mix playing I felt compelled to bop around a bit like the big dork that I am. I think this is a good sign. I still feel pretty far from 'normal' (whatever the hell that means) but I think I might go so far as to classify how I'm feeling today as 'better.' And these days, I'll take what I can get.