Eating Ramen
The temperature is rising day by day. I went to Nagahama Ramen for breakfast. It was the first time in over two years that I had ramen noodles at a ramen shop. I got out my bed around noon. I visited a public bath. Following that, I went to a standing bar, Nagomi. I had a bottle of beer and houbou sashimi. After I returned home, I had a bento which my mom brought back from elder people’s volunteer activities for dinner. My father feeling was bad. He made a crazy complaint about hand-folded paper trash cans. I think he is suffering from loneliness and anxiety of old age. However, such feelings have to resolve themselves because humans are essentially lonely. I fell asleep around 10pm.
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- Eating Ramen The temperature is rising day by day. I went to Nagahama Ramen for breakfast. It was the first time in over two years that I had ramen noodles at a ramen shop. I got out my bed around noon. I visited a public bath. Following that, I went to a standing bar, Nagomi. I had a bottle of beer and Houbou sashimi. After I returned home, I had a bento which my mom brought back from elder people's volunteer activities for dinner. My father feeling was bad. He made crazy complaint about hand-folded paper trash cans. I though he suffers loneliness and anxiety of old age. However, such a feeling have to solve themselves because humans are lonely from essential fact. I fell asleep around 10pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
