Heartwarming People
I went to a weekly farmers market to buy some ginger. It was only €1. I stopped by a stationery store because I wanted to withdraw some cash, but I had left my cash card at home, so I gave up on it that day. After I came back home, I took a shower. I went to the bar Vlaar, but it was packed, so I visited the bar My Way instead. Bart talked to me and hugged me. There were many familiar people there. When I talked with Oki, the topic shifted to a serious one. I was drunk, so I shared my past experience of attempting suicide. At first, I did not feel so serious, but gradually I started to feel sad and cried a little. I confessed that I could not find the meaning of life. That is why I had been binge drinking every night, which is a kind of chronic suicide. I do not know why, but the bar owner Rob joined us and we talked about my feelings. He told me how much he cared about me and invited me to the Wednesday dinner for free. Oki gave me a hug and kissed me. He gave me a memo with his phone number and said, “You can call me anytime, 24 hours.” I really appreciate their great hospitality, and I was moved by their warm words. In the end, it cost about twice what I usually pay. I had two cigarettes and drank too much, and I went to bed around 10 pm without dinner.
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- Heart Warming People I went to a weekly farmers market to get a ginger. It was only €1. I stopped by a stationaly store and wanted to withdraw some cash but I left the cash card at home. I gave up it this day. Once, I came back home and took shower. I went to the bar Vlaar but it was packed so I visited the bar My Way instead. Bart talked to me and hugged me. There were many familiar people. When I talked with Oki, the topic flew to serious one. I got drunk so I shared my experience to commit suicide before. I did not feel so serious but gradually, I felt sad. I cried a bit. I confess that I can not find meaning of life. That's why, I did binge driking every night, such behavior is choronicl suicide. I do not know why, the bar owner Rob joined and we talked about my feeling. He shrered me how love me and invited me to the Wednesday dinner for free. Oki gave me a hug and kissed me. He gave me a memo of his telephone number and he said "You can call me anytime, 24 hours." I really appriciate their super hospitally and I moved their warm words. In the end, the cost was €40 and it was double from normally. I had two cigarrted and did drinking too much and I dove into bed around 10 pm without dinner.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
