I think I crush entirely too easy, and I need to put the brakes on this before I find myself losing my whole vacation to making doe-eyed stares at someone I can't really have, at least not now, possibly not ever, probably not ever. But sometimes I just have to ride out the torrent anyway, despite knowing the waterfall at the end is slightly larger than a few feet and more akin to, say, Niagara Falls.

I suppose that's the problem with the usual conflict between human emotion and logic; the two can't possibly coexist. I know how this is going to play out; I always know how it's going to play out; it's a skill that I possess that has almost no practical use besides giving a warning I'm not going to heed.

I feel like a connection was made, but there's a boyfriend involved so even if I ended up believing it could go somewhere, it can't. I don't think I can be that guy, but by the same token I'm not certain if the move was made that I could refuse it either.

So whatever, I'm just going to try not to think about it, and try not to spend the next five days following her around like a lamb.