Wednesday Dinner Event
I checked all my crypto assets. It was part of my weekly routine. In the evening, I went to the bar My Way. It was the day of the dinner event. The cost was only €9.95, and the menu was beef stewed in coconut milk with rice. It was quite tasty. One of the male regular customers even ordered another dish—he really seemed to enjoy the meal. It was definitely a nice one. After dinner, Ruud sat down next to me, and we started talking. We talked about immigrants, but I could not express what I wanted to say in English. I was so frustrated. I have to study English more and more. He gave me a cigarette. It was a fun night, so I joined him for a smoke twice. He also offered me a third cigarette, but I declined. That would have been too much. I did not continue eating or drinking at home. I fell asleep around 10 pm without taking a shower.
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- Low Energy I did not want to do anything. These days, I keep cleaness my room. I polished a mirror. I went to the bar My Way in the evening. I felt slightly feeling of alienation but Ruud gave me a beer. Why am I still living? What for? I was thinking such a endless question while drinking. I had leftover curry sauce with an instant rice. I added stir-flied sausage and mushrooms on it. I fell asleep around midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
