A Relaxing Day
I woke up around 10 am. I did not feel like doing anything. Fundamentally, human life is annoying. In the evening, I went to the bar Stiefel. I met Mike, Hans, and Peter. Mike told me that he can drink more and that his health condition has improved. According to him, the bar will open next Monday because it is Easter. As I was about to leave, Peter approached me with some playing cards. I told him that I am not good at card games, but he showed me a kind of magic trick. His magic was great, so I bought him a beer. When I was taking some ingredients out of the fridge, I met my housemate Vanshika. She said to me, “How are you?” but I responded curtly. I regret that I behaved in such an unfriendly way, and I should have asked her some questions about her trip to Japan. I had a tortilla wrap and spaghetti for dinner. I fell asleep around 11 pm.
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- A Relaxed Day I woke up around 10 am. I did not want to do anything. Fundamentally, Human life is annoying. In the evening, I went to the bar Stiefel. I met Mike, Hans, and Peter. Mike told me he can drink more and his health condition has improved. His information, next Monday will open the bar because it is Easter day. When I was going to leave soon, Peter approached me with cards. I told him that I am not good at cards but he showed me a kind of magic. His magic was great so I gave him a beer. When I was put out some food from ingredients, I met a sharemate Vanshika. She talked to me "How are you?" but I responded with curt attitude. I regret why I made such a no warm behavior and I should ask her some question about her trip to Japan. I had totrilla wrap and spaghetti 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.
