Working Too Much
I worked at home for a whole day yesterday. I had a meeting with a new client again. I was wondering if they would be a good partner. By the way, my art project’s client sent me a premium beef and rice. I didn’t expect such a big deal. I really appreciate her hospitality. I had hot pot for dinner but actually, I wasn’t hungry. I assumed that my stomach was harmed by the stressful day. I fell asleep at around 11 p.m.
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- Working Too Much I worked at home for whole a day yesterday. I had a meeting with a new client again. I was wondering it would be a good partner. By the way, my art project's client sent me a premium beef and rice. I didn't expect such a big deal. I really appreciate her hospitality. I had hot pot for dinner but actually, I wasn't hungry. I assumed that my stomach was harmed by the stressful day. I fell asleep at around 11 p.m.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
