Finally, the only day in my life where I feel like my life might have any sort of purpose or meaning is here.
Freelance day. It only happens once every 2 weeks.
The ideal lifestyle.
I get up at 9 and get ready to cycle to the office. I start at 10 at the office which is in central Amsterdam.
I grab a coffee, get briefed by my editor and then get left alone to write about the arts all day.
Sublime.
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