Love and Salt Water Don't Mix

This long distance relationship thing is getting, shall we say, a little complicated?

And according to my first boyfriend, with whom I am still friends, it may be due to the fact that "Love and salt water don't mix."

I thought that our case was different, that we had the resolve, the commitment, the passion and the means to defy our critics and become the trophy couple for Relationships Beyond National Borders, but now, I am not so certain.

It's not that I have fallen out of steam from my new wave of optimism and divine centredness, it's just that reality has hit in some rather astounding ways.

First of all, I am not certain that I really want to pick myself up and move to Dubai. It seems so damn retrograde. I have a life... albeit a very boring one based on this Island Behind God's Back, but my life and career are mine... and not to be easily sacrificed for the sake of joining with another.

Second of all.. so does he. And as Dubai goes, its way more exciting than anything that this place provides, short of me putting up a pole in the bedroom.

So he's there.

I'm here.

I have second thoughts about going.

I am not certain if I want him to come.

And one helluva lot of sea lies between the indecision.