amsterdam
I decided to go to Amsterdam for a few days last week. For a short period of time the night before I left, everything felt like it made sense.
Amsterdam made me realize how you don't have to be exactly like the pompously snobbish states. The Dutch capital city did have its problems but they learned to live and benefit with them rather than trying to hide them. I don't know if it's necessarily better - I felt there was a higher sense of freedom there but came at a price. Sure, prostitution and most drugs were legal but I don't know if I felt exactly comfortable with shady dudes trying to sell me crack and ecstasy at every street corner or not so shady hookers trying to make a living by dragging in every guy who walks by the alley into their one room apartment.
I don’t know, it doesn’t really fucking matter any - I am not there anymore and none of that directly effect me anymore. It will be nothing more than distorted memories of a long forgotten past.
Maybe I am too easy going; I don’t really seem to care anything anymore.
Amsterdam made me realize how you don't have to be exactly like the pompously snobbish states. The Dutch capital city did have its problems but they learned to live and benefit with them rather than trying to hide them. I don't know if it's necessarily better - I felt there was a higher sense of freedom there but came at a price. Sure, prostitution and most drugs were legal but I don't know if I felt exactly comfortable with shady dudes trying to sell me crack and ecstasy at every street corner or not so shady hookers trying to make a living by dragging in every guy who walks by the alley into their one room apartment.
I don’t know, it doesn’t really fucking matter any - I am not there anymore and none of that directly effect me anymore. It will be nothing more than distorted memories of a long forgotten past.
Maybe I am too easy going; I don’t really seem to care anything anymore.