Too much time

First of all, I must to explain why I'm trying to write in English, well, my aunt use to read this blog lol. So, let's go.
I'm in Asturias since too much time, normally I should come back to Madrid twoo or three days ago, I'll do it finally tomorrow.
I got a new passport and in a week I'll be in Africa, which sounds great!
My plans to have a lover in the capital of the kingdom have failed, well doesn't matters... it's just that I never think before that it could be so difficult to find someone just to that, I can understand how difficult can be to find someone and to fall in love each other, it's so difficult, so rare, that we could think about something magic, but well this is not the case, the case is that all in this world is so fucking complicate!
Whatever, that makes this world interesting. Nothing is as we have never thought.
And while I try to have a "modern" way of life in a big city, I try to don't thing about things that I can imagine but I can't really know. That's only usefull to get me nervous, to get me mad, to stole the few clear mind that I still have.
Luckly in this time, paper photos are dead. Now is easier to forget someone, I can't toucht it, I can't carry it, I can't embrace it, I can't get wet it with my tears. Until when? Why? I get tired, but maybe not enought.
And well, good travel tomorrow for me.