Another Bad Idea

I just cannot seem to stay away from doomed dating situations. I am beginning to question not only my sanity but my intelligence! I just never seem to learn my lesson...
About a month or so ago I decided to try online dating again. I got lots of emails from freaks, geeks and just plain old perverts - guys who asked me to watch them jerk off or invited me to their house for 'cuddle dates'. But I did hear from a couple potentially interesting guys. 'L' was one of them. He wrote me a long, articulate emails. I showed my mom one of his emails. We had similar tastes in movies. He appeared intelligent, insightful, respectful, handsome. My mom scoured his profile. She was immediately like "Oh no, honey. He's going to medical school, he'll never have any time. Oh wait, he's going to medical school in Mexico?! Forget it! Don't even email him back. He's leaving." Of course I emailed him back. I just couldn't resist. I am sick like that. I guess I am still holding on to my fantasy about running away to another country. That or I'm just a plain old masochist.
We met the other night at a wine bar near my house. I was attracted to him from the moment I saw him, which is unusual for meeting someone from the internet. Normally, I feel no attraction at all. I couldn't tell if he was into me or not though. As the night progressed and the wine flowed, I started to suspect he was.
L's had an interesting life, his Dad was a surgeon in Mexico and an activist. After meeting a girl he moved to the U.S. at age 25, to Santa Cruz of all places. I think we were both at UC Santa Cruz at the same time. He was great - cultured, sophisticated, smart as hell, articulate, adventuresome, stylish. We both agreed that we were very idealistic and romantic. That these qualities caused us to make unconventional (ie what would be considered 'foolish' by some) decisions in our lives. And no doubt annoyed our friends and families!
At the end of the night he walked me home and I invited him in for a moment. I read him quotes from a Kristnamurti book I am reading. Recommended the Great Gatsby (I'd had too much wine!). He had such nice hands. We made out. I had the distinct suspicion he would be a good lover - which is not something I have experienced lately. Still, I asked him to go home.
I spoke to L the next day and he wanted to see me again this week. We set up a date to see a movie tonight. This afternoon I called him to confirm. He told me he thought about it more and didn't think that we should hang out since he was going to be leaving in a month. "Maybe your mom is right" he said. I was like, "Oh, so you don't want to be distracted before you go?!" I could understand.
"Distracted?! I think it would be more than that..." He said he was trying to be practical, that he really liked me and he thought if we hung out a lot before he left that it would confuse him, make him question his decision to leave. He is right of course; the whole thing is a bad idea. I already liked him after one date, what would I feel after a month? But I hate being practical! I want to throw caution to the wind, have a whirlwind love affair! I can worry and cry later. I was so looking forward to tonight and to having someone smart and fun to date over the holidays. Already, I was anticipating our conversations about life and love, wanting to hear stories about his past, imagining things like going to the ballet with him, having coffee on a cold winter day. Things that I haven't done with a man in sooooooooo long.
Oh well. I really should start learning my lesson... DON'T DATE GUYS WHO ARE MOVING TO FOREIGN COUNTRIES!!!