My friend M. is temporarily homeless. A couple of months ago she ended her relationship with her boyfriend with whom she owns a house. Since they can’t live together anymore and her ex hasn’t moved out yet, she travels around staying at friend’s places and attending houses of people that are away on vacation. This week she lives in Amsterdam. In a beautiful apartment in the city, at the Keizersgracht (betw. Utrechtsestraat en Amstel). For a bum, she’s doing okay, I would say...
This Friday I went to see her. She made me a lovely dinner. We drank and had lots of laughs. Later in the evening her friend My-K came over. M. already told me a lot about her, but I never really met her. Anyway, the three of us – we drank, smoked, went to bar at the Utrechtsestraat, drank and smoked some more and talked about... well, we mainly talked about My-K’s allergy to SM... Something to do with her last relationship, I won’t go into it right here.
Anyway, I decided not to go home tonight, but sleep over. The terrible sleeping couch was a nightmare for my back – which is still hurting after my fall two or three months ago – but it was worth it. A fun night out with no worries on my mind, that’s what is was!
(In the photo: me, My-K and M.)