I visited Haarlem this week. To see an exposition.
I watched all the paintings, took my time.
& Then I suddenly was out on the streets again.
I decided to walk around a bit. I might even go into a pub, I thought.
But no pubs were open. Not the ones I wanted to drink a beer in.
So I’ve seen all the streets of the city centre.
While I was hoping people didn’t see I was just walking around, having no goal, reappearing time & time again.
When I didn’t dare anymore I took the road to the Central Station again.
I better drink a beer in Amsterdam, I thought.