i went to this bar near my old university called magnet cafe. this is the haven of artists (as the 1st floor housed a real art gallery), poets, indy singers/bands and well, people like me.

unfortunately, it was poetry reading night… by the way, if it’s just spoken word, i really do not understand it unless it’s from pablo naruda haha.

but maybe because of the various forms of peotry reading (impromptu, literally reading from a book, full-band support etc), the energy of people inside the venue, the friends i saw and chatted with, and the presence of one of my good friends, carol — i actually stayed up, until midnight!