New Years

Once upon a time, there was a party for New Years. There was pasta, fried doughnuts, the game of ‘sjoelen’, a television with 70s music and, in all, about 20 people. Valentijn was the host and he hosted it well. He provided fireworks, music, games and fun. I also attended the party with a bottle of vodka and three bottles of grapefruit juice. I also had some fried doughnuts in my backpack.

Rik was there. Marius was there. Jan was there. Ilse was there. Nini was there. Loes was there. Jens was there. Valentijn was there. Tijmen was there. Renske was there. Emiel was there. Mathijs was there. Leroy was there. Mariette was there. Frank was there. Nina was there. Jordi was there. I was there.

There was champagne, gin-tonic, beer, red wine, and vodka but I didn’t drink any of it. I stuck to my grapefruit juice and water and had a splendid time. I was focused, sharp and able to hold deep conversations. What a relief.

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