Thrusday night in Treviso — that was an amazing night
Friday morning in Brussels—- finally, I experience an Autumn forest: thanks Cedric, thanks Alizee!
Friday night in Holland——I am having a great weekend… really beautiful: with my sister, the twins and Sandra
ps: monday night… back in Treviso ( Italy still is the most beautiful country I know- inspite of her politics)
tuesday evening: I woke up at 5 this morning thinking I was at home in Kampala.
For 62 seconds – what seemed like forever- I worried about the mirror and dressing table
that’d suddenly appeared three feet away from my bed.
I got out of bed, walked to my door and only then did I realise that I was in my flat in Italy;
and. I was looping on, speaking strangely, in spanish. something that intended to be; “no, sorry I don’t speak dutch”.
It’s likely that am completely losing it. It’s likely that I had my First ‘sleep walking’… ever.
Wednesday Morning: with a hangover- wrote the first draft for my short story/ it came out as a fiction. i guess it should then
Wednesday afternoon: In a room with four men deciding the title for the film. / I called in Valerie at one point/ it can get hilariously sad in there
Wednesday night: GIRLY NIGHT AT MY HOUSE. boys invited but only as a Point of Conversation
Thursday Evening: (in the music room mixing the sound- for the film) Work comes to sudden halt; a cigarette break. it’s a jam session.
Babak on the drums. Hanna on the electric guitar and Chris on the piano…
Lawrence is just walked out…