I realised the bohemian life was not for me. I would look around at my friends, living like starving artists, and wonder, 'Where's the art?' They weren't doing anything. And there was so much interesting stuff to do, so much fun to be had... maybe I could even quit renting.

我意识到波希米亚生活不适合我。我会环顾四周，看着我的朋友们，像饥饿的艺术家一样生活，然后想，‘艺术在哪里?“他们什么也没做。有那么多有趣的事情要做，有那么多有趣的事情要做……也许我甚至可以不再租房。