Coming Back Parents’ House
Finally, I came back home yesterday. I had been staying in Kustsu hot spring for a month, but I don’t want to visit there until I get older for now. I arrived at Hiroshima station at 9 a.m. I had breakfast at my parents’ house, then I went to a ward office to get an ID card and a certificate of my seal impression. I sent it to an agent to establish a company. Anyway, I had declined to participate in the art exhibition because of Covid-19 and personal reasons. I had hot pot for dinner with my parents. It was good. I fell asleep around before 10 p.m. I slept well after a long time.
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- Coming Back Home Finally, I came back to home yesterday. I had been staying Kustsu hot spring for a month but I don't want visit there until the end of life for now. I arrived Hiroshima station at 9 a.m. I had a breakfast at my parents house then I went to a ward office to get ID card and a certificate of my seal impression. I sent it to an agent to establish a company. Anyway, I had diclined to participate the art exhibition because of Covid 19 and personal reason. I had hot pot for dinner with my parents. It was good. I fell asleep around before 10p.m. I slept well after a long time.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
