Het is weekend. Maak er wat van, doe de deur eens open en geniet van jezelf en elkaar.
It's crazy to think one could describe them—
Calling on reason, fantasy, memory, eyes and ears—
As though they were all alike any more
Than sweeps, opticians, poets or masseurs.
Moreover, they are for more than one reason
Difficult to speak of seriously and freely,
And I have never (even this is difficult to say
Plainly, without foolishness or irony)
Consulted one for professional help, though it happens
Many or most of my friends have—and that,
Perhaps, is why it seems urgent to try to speak
Sensibly about them, about the psychiatrists.
Prettig weekend. En be nice.
Nothing to see here. Just three Japanese internationals vs. 100 school children lining up in a 30-30-30-10 formation. pic.twitter.com/yz5zkovKIK— Ball Street (@BallStreet) January 8, 2018
Traumaverwerking, 5 dagen na de Bevrijding. pic.twitter.com/3aqdgEIY8X— Mark Traa (@marktraa) January 10, 2018