Carnaval has arrived. In winter.
No one to share a drink or a chat. Do not count with FB or Whatsapp or Instagram. I've been using so much all those i became incapable to speak with real people. I feel afraid and shy and i dont know what to say or talk about.
I thought 'I could dress like Gargoliu and mae by make some new friends out there'. I found myself so insecure i needed to call my best friend who is more then ten thousand kilometers to convince me of doing it.
I finally dressed up, put on my make up and carry with me all kind of presents; flowers for the ladies, candy for kids, magic golden rain to hurray and funny stuff like ear cottons and more...
Before i went out i practiced my character in front of the mirror and try to stay cool and said to myself 'everything's gonna be all right'... So, i went out singing.
My first stop was the bar where two beatiful ladies know me and i had a drink to warm up that cold night. They laugh a bit... And one of them asked for my nose and had to borrow it to her. That was a cut i didn't expect so soon. I had just went out of my house. When you remove the nose you're character goes with it. So i had to be myself... That is the shy and nervous who doesn't know how to talk with people. I couldnt put the nose again for a while. So i finished my drink and went to the carnaval with my nose on.
I took the subway, i heard some laughing for the way i walked and buy my ticket. That cheer me up.
So, i arrived.. I was looking for a guy who knows me but i didnt know where he was and didn't answer his phone. So i walked, runned, stopped and all over again for one hour. I entered to every bar and asked for this guy to people with his photo on my phone. One man thought i couldn't speak and treat me so polite and sweet i gave him a flower. The same i did with two ladies.
Until i finally found him and all his friends. After two hours just one girl came to me and asked my name.. The real one. So i took the nose off and talk a bit with her. That was nice. But after that, another two girls looked at me and whispered in their ears while i am just next to them... That is not nice. And less, at the last minute, a guy next to me started making rude signals while my 'friend' looked at me and tried to stop him. But he couldn't. This clever boy continued making gestures about swallow sabers... I'm sorry, but i need you to picture him as i saw it.
That was enough and just in time, my girlfriend was calling me. A said bye with my hand and run away. There was so many people i though i could never get away from there. I was so sad. At the subway, adults stare at me as i was a crazy homeless, wich i dont care. I care only for those small and square brains where my insignificant art doesn't fit.
This story is the last one of Gargoliu for now. I really don't know when is he coming back. He needs to recover. He is the character i created of a Clown. But here where i live people doesn't understand the fragility and sweetness that brings. Could be dangerous to go out when you're not strong enough to endure the hardness of the people.
Well...
This has been a small introduccion of myself. I'll cotinue sharing all my facets, 'cause i am not unilateral.. I like to have a multidirectional life.
Hope and joy, everyone!
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Text and photo are originals.