I’m writing this from rehearsal room, TU/e bunker, Eindhoven.

So this morning I slept after morning prayer until 7.50. And I had a bad dream.
Why is it bad? Because it’s violent. Anger. Wrath?

In the dream, I was tearing a book apart (of anger), and I put super-hot-and-spicy chili sauce *sambel ulek yg pedes banget* to be put in the face of someone I am angry with. Even though in the end I didn’t do it and wash my hand instead, leaving the question to my friend: “Why would you waste such a delicious food?”


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