It ended just as quickly as it began.  After talking or texting every day for a month, my New York lover and friend of a friend of a friend told me that he changed his plans.  He'd started dating a coworker more seriously and thought that moving across the country to be with a girl who he'd spent 36 hours with wasn't such a hot idea after all.  Sounds reasonable enough.

With nothing else on my dating plate right now, it is a little disappointing.  But the glass is half full!  I now know I am good enough in bed to warrant the possibility of a 2000 mile relocation.