Like Serene, I am smitten…

What can I say about Ben?  I met him our first week in Saigon at the beer place down the street from our guesthouse.  He is an Aussie boy that has been here for a couple of months doing his CELTA training then he’ll be heading back to Sydney in a couple of weeks.  Despite the fact that he has a creepy Movember mustache, the worst $1 (literally, it was a $1) haircut you will ever see and a not so secret love for Twilight I can’t help but be attracted to him.  We’ve been having an amazing time together, exploring the city and laughing until we’re both crying.

The thought constantly lingers in the back of my head…. November 27th…. the day Ben flies back to Sydney and this dream world we’ve been living in disappears, it’s still 1o days away but I already have a heavy feeling in my heart.  The rational side of my brain has been in constant battle with my heart the last couple of weeks.  My brain is saying, “Jen, you’ve only known this guy for a couple of weeks, who gives a fuck?  You knew it from the beginning that he would be gone by the end of the month, get over it and grow up you chump.”  But then my hearts scolds my brain for being such an asshole, “Jenny, maybe you shouldn’t be so quick to write this one off…. who knows what could come of it?”

2 years ago when I backpacked through Australia, I met an absolutely terrific guy and we hit it off right away.  I was convinced that it was meant to be.  I had to go home to Canada to finish my last year of University so we had planned to meet up again in a year, but this time he would come to Canada and we would pick up where we left off.  Oh how things change in a year.  He met another girl and now he is getting married to her.  I don’t regret leaving but I can’t help but wonder what would’ve been.

When it comes to relationships on the road what is one supposed to do?  Am I forever supposed to keep everyone out of life until I get home or do I risk having my heart broken?

I guess in 10 days we’ll see who wins out….. my brain or my heart.  I may be fine or I may be a mess on the floor.