Jan’s Birthday
I prepared a new crypto wallet. It seemed fine. I spent the whole day thinking about how to make money more efficiently. I know this is not a healthy lifestyle, but I have to maintain my financial strategy with full effort in order to live, right? Still, sometimes I feel a lot of pressure about my situation. What if my asset allocation collapses? I have no choice but to believe in my own beliefs. It was a rainy day, but I went out to buy a gift for my landlord, Jan. I bought a bouquet, a pack of strawberries, and a mango. He was happy about them. He turned 77 years old. I said that it was a lucky number. Four years have passed since I started living in this house in the Netherlands. He seemed older and weaker than before. That is only natural, but I felt the passage of time. We are reaching the end of our lives day by day. I took a shower and then took a short nap for about 15 minutes. I went to the bar My Way. I felt a little sense of alienation. When I was about to leave, Frank talked to me, but I could not remember his name at first. He showed me his car, a white Crown, which he bought in Japan. He has been waiting for it to arrive in the Netherlands. I ate leftover packed nasi goreng and curry sauce for dinner. I fell asleep around 11 pm.
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- Jan's Birth Day I prepared a new crypto wallet. It seemed good. I have been thinking how to make money more efficiency for a whole day. I think it is not good life style but I have to keep my financial strategy with full power for living, right? However, sometimes I felt big pressure about my situation. If I would collapse my asset class? I have no choise to belive my belief. It was a rainy day but I went to get a gift to the landlord Jan. I got a bouquet, a pack of strawbelly, and a mango. He was happy about it. He turned in 77 years old. I said it is a lucky number. Four years has passed from I started living in this house, The Netherlands. He seemed older and weaken than before. It must be natural but I felt the flowing of time. We are reaching the end of the day of our life day by day. I took shower and take a short nap, about 15 minutes. I went to the bar My Way. I was feeling of alienation a bit. When I was going to leave, Frank talked to me but I could not remember his name. He showed me the car, a white Crown, which he bought in Japan. He has been waiting to arrive it to The Netherlands. I had left over packed nasi goreng and curry sauce for dinner. I fell asleep around 11 pm
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
