Clearly, I'm boy crazy

Because I keep moving continents for boys.

Well, ok, no.

I don't keep moving continents for boys. I keep moving continents, and I happen to have men in mind when I'm moving. But still, that's what it feels like. Like, for this latest move, there is this boy in London named Luke.

Now, I just want to make something clear - I wanted to move to London ages, YEARS, before I ever met Luke. And, undeniably, I would still be moving to London even if I never met him. But knowing he's there, knowing he's alive, makes the move so much sweeter and more excited. The possibility of a man who I cared for once is intoxicating. That he is a total babe doesn't hurt either.

Nothing is going to happen. That is the truth - nothing is going to happen between the two of us. But my friend Courtny once said that I should keep him my perpetual dream, which I have been doing. That is latest move of mine could make my dream into a reality, though, is almost too sweet to bear.