I feel the thunder hitting my head. Spite by alcohol or just the stupid conversation that I have made with strangers.
I was watching an old ex supermodel who was trying to keep his popularity by making a fool of him self. Slowly he moved his hand and pointing at everybody, gave us a free drink to get some attention and applause in return.
Saying his homemade poetry that rhyme. Everybody does applauded. God Dam net , Fucking hypocrite. But on the other hand. He was happy and we get our free drink.
Synchronize with the melody he started to sing “HET DORP”. Nobody speaks Dutch like that anymore. Tone and accent that brought us back to the era of romantic.
On the other corner of the bar, there was a painter who just met her new lover. A chubby little guy with curly hair. I still remember when she was left by her husband. She was hiding her tears and tried to smile. But now her smile looks different. It was followed by her shiny eyes. Nicely she spokes to everyone with her high society tongue. Making appointment with all her friends to celebrate the queens day.
Late in the night someone that I know came in. I am sure I wasn’t drunken then. But he seems like as double as he was. And he was indeed. I know that I have spoken with him the rest of the night, but I can’t remember a single word.
This morning I woke up by cry of a horny cat. I think I passed the tooth brush last night. I feel so dirty and the taste of beer still on my tongue. But there is no regrets in my heart. Headache is worthed. I need to be stupid once a while to realize how important my life is. When you are smart you need to be stupid sometimes to enjoy, cause if you are stupid you don’t able to be smart once a while but you are enjoying all the time.