I wanted a soulmate who would travel with me. Then I met him.

Recently, I stumbled into a new relationship, and he's everything I've been looking for: intelligent, motivated, caring, hilarious. I'm so attracted to him I can barely stand it. There's just one problem: He won't travel with me. For me, this has the potential to be a deal-breaker. You have to understand: I've structured my whole life around travel. I work for myself so I can operate remotely, navigating time zones and disconnection. My desire for adventure is one of the reasons I don't want kids; I need to be able to fly across the globe at a moment's notice. Travel isn't just a fun hobby for me. It's a lifestyle, and I always thought I'd fall in love with someone whose lifestyle matched my own. I wanted a soulmate with whom to experience all the globetrotting epics: learning to surf in Hawaii, skiing in Argentina and refining our Spanish, watching the Northern Lights dance across the Icelandic sky, or even just heading out for a last-minute weekend road trip together.