Montreal...again

Funny thing happened today. I was sitting here in a funk, nothing unusual, and I got a phone call. I didn't recognize the number on the caller ID so I didn't answer it. I figured it was a call from the DNC or a "fan" (bill collector), but no when I checked the message it was a guy I met in Montreal.
He sounded so sexy! I listened to the message a couple of times. I thought to myself what could he want? I met him in a bar, we hung out, and... You know... Nice man smart sexy, cute, the whole package. We communicated a few times but nothing more than I had fun, etc, It was one of those funky life things where you say "if we lived in the same city this could be something" and God sucks because you meet someone that is living in another country. The reality of the situation is probably if I he was in New York I wouldn't have met him (a little pessimistic?).
Anyway we chatted for a while and just the conversation got me out of my funk, for a minute, Until I spoke with a friend, which I dated for a little while, but we are much better friends, who has been "talking" to another ex of mine who I am not friends with, they might go on a date. I'm back to why does God hate me.