Let the games continue: 3 & 4

3: Mmmmh... Ok, sort of. Lacks maturity and doesn't reach the height requirement.

4: Wrong (The conversation was interesting though)!!! Pretty funny body language for the specific situation, but you shouldn't have been scared: I don't bite!

Anyway, it's funny to conclude that no matter where in the world, guys behave the same and the dynamic of dating someone (and of course of getting to know them) is identical everywhere.

In the other hand I seem to be high in energy and I'm having fun, lots of it. It's probably because I'm out of faith and I don't longer believe in fairy tales.

Trembling hands

Turning the ground

I once used to know

People are strangers

Same as before

Streets look familiar

I remember the part

Where I buried my head

So deep in my hands all around me was dark

This here city is full of lonely ones

Won't find no angels

Selling back to the lost

This here place

Is too small for two

It took one to realize

When dreams makes this hardest

Are not meant to come true

So throw me a line

Somebody out there help me

I'm on my own

I'm on my own

Throw me a line

Afraid that I have come here

To win you again

With trembling hands

Passion delays

Looking over the buildings

Time seems stopped

While the millions keep moving

Now here I am

I'm drop in your ocean

Noise in the crowd

Pushing through your halls of reason

So throw me a line

Somebody out there help me

I'm on my own

I'm on my own

Throw me a line

Afraid that I have come here

To win you again

With trembling hands

Hear me now make me whole

Hear me now make me whole

So throw me a line

Somebody out there help me

I'm on my own

I'm on my own

Throw me a line

Afraid that I have come here

To win you again

With trembling hands

There goes the ending

It left me in the war

I tried everything here

I'm done with my part

Let the games begin: the sweet guy

Y así, como sin nada, pasas varias horas con una persona que no te produce estress. El tipo dulce, inseguro, incapaz de dar un paso... demasiado tímido como para eso. Qué contraste!

Compartes un poco de quién eres y él también. Te das cuenta de que tan solos estamos los seres humanos y piensas en todos los corazones rotos y maltratados del mundo. Somos un montón! Entiendes lo pesada que puede resultar la soledad aún para alguien que está en su lugar, en su propio país.

Y fue bueno. Para ambas partes. Un domingo sin presiones, un domingo llenando las horas de dos existencias completamente diferentes, pero que comparten ciertos razgos.

Los juegos continuan, pero es bueno saber que de vez en cuando podemos dar con personas como él, en vez del típico hombre lleno de si mismo, egoísta y charlatán.

Let the games begin: no "antsy" feelings

And there's this day when you are "cool" in the times when you used to feel anxious. You understand that everything is fine even if you screwed things up :) 

And it is not that you do not care, it's just that you know that things cannot be changed and that whatever the outcome is, you'll be fine. 

Whatever is meant to be, it'll be. Whoever is supposed to be part of my story, will be.

Together with wrinkles, some knowledge seems to come along too and it's good to be aware of it. 

Let the games begin: getting what I want and being happy with that

So, the games have started. They can be fairly easy. I guess I can get what I want without making a very big effort.

I got what I primarily wanted so for now I'm happy with that. If there's ever something else, I would be happier, of course. In the meantime I'll make sure to enjoy what I get and maybe even learn some more about the silly games that we, adults, like to play.

Rule number one: enjoy what you get.

Let the games begin

Va de nuevo (aunque tenga poco de nuevo). Una vez más al ruedo. Una vez más a jugar los juegos de gente "adulta". Es tiempo, es necesario.

Los juegos que la gente juega. Las mentiras y la acción.

Pasó un tiempo "razonable" y es tiempo de hacer espacio para compañía. Es tiempo de soltarme otra vez y jugar de nuevo.

Dejo entonces que el juego comience una vez más.

Pumpkin pie

It was the highlight of the grocery shopping: 2 cans of pumpkin filling for pie. And I know it is not even the season for pumpkin pie, but I still got them, they will be sitting in the kitchen shelf until I feel like baking.

It is funny how we relate to things that would be otherwise, just random stuff. It is interesting to realize how we "connect" to an infinite number of small details, objects, moments, sounds, how that connection takes us back in time and how those things are archived in the life chapters.

Sometimes the flavor of all those memories becomes sweet as when those moments took place firstly. I think I had a sweet memory yesterday when buying pumpkin in a can and sort of understanding or experiencing one of the most quotidian things of the life there.

I was pretty tired by the end of the weekend, but sweet memories accompanied me to the bed, knowing that everything is ok and that the archive of my life back then is not longer hurting me.

Not anymore

And there's a day when we don't have to like each other anymore. And it's a relief. It's ok and it's a fair thing.

There used to be a time in life when specific people not only was your favourite person in the world, your best friend and your personal smile factory, that people was someone that you just liked a lot. 

Then there's this other time when shared ideas, feelings, looks, links, meals, and many other things fade away and people don't longer have a connection. "Shortly" after that we realised that we don't have to like that people anymore.  And there's even more: they don't have to like us either!

I guess that finally, this other time comes when you understand that's how the story had to be like. And it is ok. And life will continue and it will, hopefully, give us the opportunity to like new people and that people will like us back.