A Listless Day
I got out of bed just before 2 pm. I remembered what had happened the night before. It was a very strange night. However, I did not feel so bad and I did not have a hangover. Eating nothing is clearly better on a day after binge drinking. I went to the bar Vlaar. There were no familiar people there, so I was able to think about various things without being interrupted. I grilled some vegetables, cooked spaghetti, and boiled an egg for dinner. I sent Japanese yen to my bank to pay my credit card bill. I fell asleep around midnight.
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- A Listless Day I went out of bed just before 2 pm. I felt what was the last night happened. It was super strange night. However, my feeling was not so bad and no hangover. No food is clearly better for such a binge drinking day. I went to the bar Vlaar. There are no familiar peopel so I was able to think various things without interrupting. I grilled some vegetables, cooked spaghetti, and boiled an egg for dinner. I sent Japanese yen to my bank for payment of a credit card. 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.
