That boundary thing.....

I once knew a girl who loved running. I loved cycling, but hated running, and would constantly run into her (figuratively) on her training runs. We both lived in a small town of about 15,000 so it wasn't unusual to see her on an almost daily basis. Later, we ended up in the same exercise class and started "dating" at squash, swimming, sailing, etc.

Turned out we lived only a block apart, so then we started sharing meal nights, etc.

Neither of us were dating, but we had a lot in common.

I moved out of town, across the country and more or less forgot about her. Several months later she called me to tell me she had moved to a nearby city to further her education. I asked if we could meet up and we started seeing each other again.

About this time I felt like I wanted to start dating again, and it hit me that the two of us might be good together. I struggled with this but felt I owed her my feelings as any change in our status could be altered forever. She told me she had something to tell me too.

Turns out that she was gay and was in a relationship. I never saw that coming and we never saw each other again...