Ok, Kat, Im going! Arrive tomorrow!

Finally María was coming. She had lost so much of the carnival already! Including the beginning and the end of my relationship with… plague doctor mask’s guy. What was I thinking? I didn’t even knew his name! And yet I felt so connected to him, so understood. Surely it was because of the carnival, of the magic and happiness that was filling the air. It was because of that sensation that anything could happen, even that a cute and wonderful guy fell in love with me. But I was so crazy! This kind of things have never happened to me. Only sad and boring things for me.

“Katerina, I brought you some tea.” Giulianna said.

I was in my room, in my bed. It was past midday and here I was, wearing my pajamas and with no energies left at all.

“Thanks, Giulianna.” I said.

I waited for her to go, but she seated at my side.

“Don’t let this guy take the best part of you.” She said. “There are so much wonderful men! And the carnevale is so short to spend it crying over another horrible man.”

“I know, thanks.” I said, trying to smile. But I didn’t want to go out anymore, not until María arrived. She was going to be in Venice the next day, so I could wait one day. And she, my dear friend, she would fix everything with her smile and energy, like she always does.

“Today is the contest for the best mask of the carnevale, you can’t lose this one! Why don’t you come with me today?” Giulianna said.

Giulianna was so sweet to me. And I was sure she was still in the house because sad old me was there. She deserved better than spending the carnival in her house.

“Ok, you are right. Let me dress up and we will go.” I told her, and even faked a smile.

Her smile was so brilliant it was almost contagious.

Almost.

And so I went to see the contest with Giulianna. The masks were amazing, and soon I found myself taking pictures of all of them. And Giulianna did her best to cheer me up, so at the end I was feeling better. This woman is amazing.

We went back home and I decided to cook and prepared her an early dinner. She was so happy that she hugged me again and again, and for a moment I felt that everything was going to be fine.

When I was finishing cleaning the dishes, I took notice of the clock’s wall. It was 8:30 PM already. If I wanted to go to St. Mark’s square, I had just enough time to dress myself a bit and then go.

Did I want to see him again?

He had broken my heart, but I guess he at least deserved a goodbye. He had been nothing but nice to me, and I didn’t want to leave him waiting in the cold for me.

So I made up my mind and went to dress up.