Ran Into My Landlord
I was waken up at 4am by a micturition desire. I wanted to go back to sleep but I couldn’t. I finished daily routines and I took a nap. At 11:30am, I had a business meeting with a potential client. I need a job but I didn’t know that I was able to promote to them. After that, I made an estimate and sent it. I painted for over an hour and I made codes for my client. After 5pm, I went to a bar, My Way. There was a Caucasian who was horse laughing repeatedly. I spent 5.75EUR. When I went out of the bar, I heard a voice “Tomoni!” It was Jan. I cooked spinach, egg, spaghetti, etc., for dinner at home. I fell asleep before midnight.
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- Ran Into My Landlord I woke up 4am by micturition desire. I wanted to back sleep but I couldn't. I finished daily routines and I took a nap. At 11:30am, I had a business meeting with a potential client. I need job but i didn't know that I was able to promote to them. After that, I made an estimate and sent it. I painted for over an hour and I made code for client. After 5am, I went to a bar, My Way. There was a caucasian who was horse laughing repeatedly. I spent 5.75EUR. When I out the bar, I heard a voice "Tomoni!" It was Jan. I cooked spinach, egg, spaghetti, etc for dinner at home. I fell asleep before midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
