I haven't blogged in quite a while but I guess it's due to the fact that I've just been busy and/or just haven't been inspired to blog about anything till today. Today I have come to the realization that I just have shitty freaking timing when it comes to my love life. Case in point: I met a person here in the beach. Someone that I like, that I'm attracted to, and she likes me and is attracted to me as well. We enjoy each other's company and have been spending a lot of time in each others company. It's been good.
Unfortunately, that old adage that all good things must come to an end applies here. In three months this lovely woman will be moving to San Diego. Clear across the f(**(#g country. At first it looked like it would be Spain, which would've been worse, but 2757 miles away isn't much better. We both see the reality of our situation and have pretty much accepted that a relationship wouldn't be in the best interest for either of us. I don't know about her, but while I do agree to the reality of the situation I still can't stop what I feel. We're going to keep being the best of friends but something tells me that she's always going to be one of those ones you keep in the back of your mind asking yourself, "what if?"
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