Tomorrow, I leave Switzerland.
I think tomorrow, I will be very sad.
I meet enough boys and have been on enough dates to know when I meet a good guy and when I meet a schmuck.
Unfortunately, I think I have met a good guy.
Why unfortunately? Well, I will likely never see this boy again. He will continue with his life and I will return to mine, and our paths may never cross again. And this makes me very sad.
Funny, cute, kind, smoker, and I have mentioned before, yay for accents. I have come to realize that these qualities are too few and far between in men. Often uptight and judgemental, to meet a person that is ok with you being silly and dressing crazy is a good thing.
Only he lives here and I live there.
So tomorrow, when I board the train and leave Switzerland, I think I will be very sad.