Dinner

Marco came over, but you already know it because you tweet. We spent our time waiting, and we visited St.Caterina’s Church in Eindhoven in the quest of some religious obscenity as in the “Giudizio Universale” di Michelangelo, which we both recently admired.

We had dinner with Nanni, Enith, Loes, Rosaria and Peter who was trying to celebrate his birthday unsuccessfully: no presents, no kisses, no cake. Despite all my attempts, conversation centered mainly on sex. However, as individual who successfully went beyond his own mid-life crisis, I could scientifically observe my friends in their quest-for-happiness. Nanni, for instance, declared that happiness is an effortless overpaid job; even though still quite far from his ideal, he is convinced that he is on the right track. Rosaria agreed, and added:
“The essence is not to do, do, do, but to be, be, be”
”So, what do you want to be?”
”I want to have a lot of money and spend my days shopping”
That sounded to Marco like “to have, have, have” but he did not care that much: he had spent his last months concentrating on his own life and could not fine the key to happiness until recently – it was hidden beneath a good night of sex.
For Enith happiness is the ability of writing, reading and painting a lot, but the success of her strategy can be measured only when you are 80 years old. Loes did not want to wait that long, but she is already very happy, and how could it be otherwise? Peter is far too young for a quest on happiness, and bought a huge TV. And I could not care less about happiness, since Marco came over.