The perfect date yesterday.
A late lunch at the sunny terrace at Singel 404. Perfect sandwiches (okay bread with loads of stuff on it), for a small price and fresh juices for an even smaller price. Prosecco in the Vondelpark while it even got sunnier. A bottle of white wine on the balcony with Supperclub music on. Dutch ‘stamppot’ dinner with the guy and the flatmate Bibi. Some TV until late. Waking up next to eachother. Gosh. Positive flow; life can be fucking beautiful!