A Quiet Day
I felt completely dull and did not want to do anything for the past couple of days. I went to the cafe Yamaneko and read a book enthusiastically. I went to the bar Nagomi. I had only a bottle of beer and returned home. I had dinner with my parents, but I did not talk very much. I read a book while eating dinner. My mother changed the TV channel to watch a volleyball game, and then my father went to bed much earlier than usual. Anyway, I did not care about it. Furthermore, his disappearance made me feel pleasant. I talked with my mother for a while. I hit the sack just after 11 pm.
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- A Silent Day I was dull completely and I did not want to do anything these couple of days. I visited the cafe Yamaneko and read book enthuastically. I went to the bar Nagomi. I had only a bottle of beer and returned home. I had dinner with my parents but I do not talk very much. I read book while eating dinner. My mother changed the channel for TV to watch a game of volley ball and then my father went to bed super earlier than usual. Anyway, I do not care about it, further more, disappearance him is made me pleasant. I talked with mother moderately. I hit the sack just after 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.
