The happy place

I have been drinking so much coffee today that my urine looks a little bit like coffee too.

That’s why it’s half past two, but I’m still awake at my friend’s place at the loft, near the ceiling.

It used to be a bright and warm day with a big sun followed by a big almost full moon and a pleasant summer evening, but now I hear the sound of rain.

He got married today, technically it was yesterday. And it was a merry and touching event, now existing only as a memory with I will take with me to my grave. I think.

The day before the day before that one, in the evening, upon my arrival, we sat on his veranda drinking beers until it got dark, sharing a bottle of Jägermeister. It made me very drunk. I didn’t expect we’d drink the whole bottle, but we did.

Talking of this and that, smoking a pipe like two sailors.

Drinking Jägermeister.

And that night I slept like a stone

I have been feeling many emotions these days

But right now, I don’t feel anything in particular.