...little too far away

Not too long ago I went out for drinks with this really charming, awesome guy that we will call Jake. I'm not sure where my confidence came from but I initiated this date. We really hit it off. We had so many things in common from our dogs to hobbies. He was so funny and intelligent. A foodie at heart and beer lover, there wasn't anything I was learning about this guy that I didn't like. He seemed captured by everything I was saying and I felt like he was someone I could really open up to. Our values and goals in life perfectly aligned. He was exactly the type of guy a girl could build a life with, sensible, stable, caring, honest, funny.... So you're probably sitting there thinking why the heck didn't this work out? It should have. It could have. Except for the fact that he lives two hours away. He was in town for the day to see his family.  I believe long distance can work. I truly think if you have a genuine connection with someone and both  parties are devoted to making it work, then you can work through just about anything. But in our case... There were a lot of mountains. As I've mentioned, I'm a retail manager which means weekends, late shifts, and unsteady schedules. He's a restaurant manager which means weekends, even later nights and unsteady schedules. As he walked me to my car, kissed me sweetly before sending me on my way, I knew that it was a bad case of right guy, wrong time. Maybe someday I'll cross paths with him or I'll find myself in his city soon. It gave me hope though. That somewhere out there is this is guy who easily checks off all the boxes of my ever growing list of qualities. Maybe there's a greater plan at work here. But I'll always have a fond memory of a funny, charming bearded man with glasses who renewed my faith in the search.