Venice and the rain
It’s been one year and a half since I’ve been to Venice. I didn’t think that this year I’ll make it here.
This time everything was different, seeing Venice during the rain creates a sensation that goes so well with all that’s in my soul. This year made me face with many worries and challenges that at some point, I thought I wouldn’t go beyond.
So I stop when this happens. Especially during the night. There’s so much peace that I never thought would exist inside of me. Some nights peace leaves the place to all the thoughts I learned to accept.
Venice has a special place in my heart, it’s the memories that go together with me walking in the rain. Eating ice-cream with Daniel, counting all the bridges there, eating with friends outside in the sun, strolling on the streets, holding hands and listen to street music with the one I loved.
It’s wonderful how this city changes each time I watch it. Maybe my eyes changed. Today I walked alone grateful I’m still here. In my pockets I had everyone I wished would be near me.
This day had delays, rain and a lot of wind. Somehow like was this year for everyone. The streets were free and speechless, you could sense a way of being quiet and still. The only sound you could hear was the wind and the water that danced with the gondolas.
The steps went through the water and all my thoughts stood still. I took for some seconds my mask off just to breath the fresh air and to be alive again.