Alone against the World

1. Five Persons

(From notes). Somewhere high up. Five times two. This refers to the number of people. (Something I can't read: dad?). Let fall (and something I can't read). Either let yourself fall or something. And something else that I can't read, but now I seem to remember this was by the beach.

2. Nobody Understands Me

There is something big organized. Maybe a family reunion. Anyway, I have to be there (is this at the coast too? Writing this, it feels like that). Yet, I'm not inclined to come along, because I have other plans and I don't like the socializing with people I can't talk with. It is tiresome.

So we all pack up, there is a whole bunch of us. We get to a big room, which is not really a room, more of a space, with walls, but not really a roof, and the way we enter is not really a door, but rather there is no wall. So we park in front and unload the cars and place all the foods on the tables, long tables, more or less in a U shape. Actually, the space looks like a school's playground a bit.

Everyone knows what is going on and acts accordingly. Of course it is different for me and I feel out of place. That is why the following happens.

At some point, my mother asks me to carry this or that food that they prepared and carried along. I don't want to. The main reason is that I will not be eating of it. It makes no sense for me to help with all this since I have no connection with it, I will not join the eating. Yet, they expect me to be there and help. I can't stand it, and I suddenly get very angry. Mad, almost. I'm almost raving.

In this dream, we definitely go to the sea. So, the sea must be nearby, but I'm not sure I've seen it in the dream.

I walk away after the conflict. Evidently, I took the foods and put it on the table. I got angry, and then left, not wanting to hear anyone about it. I sit down myself a distance from the rest. Alone. Where I am more comfortable. I eat something here, on my own. Something Asian.
All the people that are here are old, and now that I think about it, they are all grannies, or at least a generation older than me.

They keep talking about it among themselves and I feel very agitated. I feel like moving to the next room, where I'd not be bothered so much.

In the same dream, I see behind me a samurai suit, more than one actually. There is a very fancy one and a simple one in grey overtones. I immediately go for the simple grey one, that suits me alright. I consider the expensive one for a while, but decide to stick with my first thought. And I put the armor on. I don't know what I'm going to use it for. This is more or less where the dream ends.

3. Bear Breasts in the Subway

We are on the subway. All in one compartment. Rather broad and lots of room. Driving, but no focus on the outside. All the people in the cabin are people I know. On my left sits someone, and a girl next to her. On my right sits Bale and two other people next to her. Opposite to my right sit two people I also know. On the left, by the connecting door are also people, but in the background. The cabin is more or less empty. Wooden chairs.

At some point, some guy on my right has the guts to ask the young girl on my left if she would be so kind as to show us her breasts. It was a sexist comment. But everybody was waiting for something like this, and I am actually annoyed that I did not speak up first, so when the girl lifts her top and uncovers her small breasts, I ask her in turn "is there any chance I could touch these?" Of course, the answer is no, but she is not taken aback by the question, as if she would rather like to be bad, but can't because of so many people watching. Me, on the other hand, because someone is sitting between us, I feel there is too much distance. If I'd be sitting next to her I could just touch her without asking.

The girl has brown curly hair and is small. She is pretty.

When I give my remark, the other people on my right start to laugh, as if they laugh with me, and someone gives a comment, something with 'Dutch', like "is that the Dutch guy?" or rather "that is the Dutch guy" indicating that people expect this kind of behaviour from me.

So, on goes the commenting, and Keva across where we sit, just opposite, sees that she indeed would like some form of intimacy but is a bit ashamed of it. And he asks: "but you do have plans with someone?" This would have been a reference to me. No answer to that, it was just to confirm the situation.

Finger Sushi

1. Tantalized by TV

I'm in the shop, but it quite big, with many more levels, open in the middle. Light. No one is here. I am alone. I sit myself down on one of the higher levels as if I retire from something. I rest.

Maybe the same dream. Keva and Liha are here in the shop. This is a more normal representation of the shop now.

Maybe the same dream. Different area. I have to look up, but I am tantalized by the tv screens. They hang high up on the walls. You can walk beneath them, but I keep looking up. Possibly people are waiting for me now. I get distracted. There's about five screens this way, and three on the right. Dark. Place feels like a railwaystation. Lots of passage. At the same time it feels like the garage of my parents.

Again a part about the shop, or colleagues. Liha and Brva are here. They go away and I am alone again (while I'm writing this, Queen plays in the background, Bohemian Rhapsody). Brother D is here too.

2. Introducing the White Girl

At home, parents' place. In the kitchen, central point of gathering. Everyone is there. At some point Leds enters, and maybe Kula, but I'm not sure. So, now I have to introduce Leds to everyone present. She is dressed in white, it suits her, it gives her an air of purity.

Maybe the same dream. There is food too, but I only remember the cherry tomatoes. I eat one.

3. Kl

I dreamed of Kl. Light, inside, don't recall much more of the circumstances.

4. Sushi Fingers

I am in a house that looks like a warehouse, but it is secret, like underground, and feels like a place where the maffia gets together. This is actually a restaurant, only one floor. Only the people who work here are present, I feel out of place. Light, room is empty, everything is in one open space, but the kitchen part in the back, in the middle is a table, very simple, nothing else. Low ceiling.

I start to challenge someone, or someone else challenges me, maybe the chef or chief, who appears to be Asian, maybe Chinese. I stand up for myself and talk back. He threatens me with having my fingers cut to sushi. He means it. He starts to prepare, has his knif in his hand, but maybe it is someone else doing the cutting. I watch my hands and imagine my fingers to be cut to sushi and I tell him: there is not enough meat around my fingers, this will never work. And he replies that he has plenty of experience to make quality sushi out of anything and he will show it.

They have already got the chips in the deep fryer and they are ready and they put them on a long white, rectangular dish, and I am surprised by the workmanship. The chips are all the same size, the size of my fingers. I slightly start to feel worried. If he can do that... That is where the dream ends.

Still Early

1. Enchanted Town

City, square street plan, houses in the middle. Night, or dark. Rainy. It rains more in some areas than in others. Some places have rain, others have not. The city is under a spell, something wicked. My brother D is there. He wakes up. He notices the enchantment and automatically falls under the spell. So I help him. (This is from notes, I don't recall the dream at all, except for the setting).

2. Roundabout Green

At some point I have to cycle to Leuven. I have to be there. Other people might come with me, but for them it is not so important. However, they hold me up. Their discussions keep me from going,  because I wait for them. I don't enter the discussions either.

Eventually I leave on my own. The dream becomes a little more lucid. There is less traffic than I expected. Maybe this is why I wanted people with me, so that I would feel more secure when there is lots of traffic. It is still early in the day, I realize, so not many people are up and about. Sometimes a car, coming my direction, sometimes another cyclist. I can handle this.

Then I come to the part of the road that intersects with the ring road around Leuven. This is the highest point in the landscape, because Leuven lies in a valley. There is no possibility to turn right. There's trees and other green. And I suddenly am cycling on a roundabout which is so big that it is out of proportion. It is meant for both cars and cyclists. There is green in the middle, and on the sides too, actually, the street seems to be part of the green, of nature even. This is a place I haven't seen before. This must be new, but I go forward, take my turn and go straight on into Leuven. That is where the dream ends.

But the place was remarkable.

3. Too Early for Valentine's Day

At home, parents' place. D is there. So is also there, who works in the restaurant where I get my lunch. I sit next to her. At some point I gently put my hand on her arm to get her attention, and I tell her I saw her pass the other day, but not in time enough to stop.

My cousin P is here too. (Can't read my notes).

My father is also there. He has made food for our mother's Valentine, but Valentine is still two weeks ahead. So it is way too early. But we should eat it now anyway. Mother is not here and it will be off when it is Valentine's day.

D and P do something together. There is a quiz, too.

(Maybe the same dream). Area that I don't know from reality, but it looks like the alma at Vlamingenstraat, that street by the park. On the corner of a street. D and P there, I suppose, and I more or less between them or a little away. There is a young girl, who stands more or less between them. I would like to teach her something. I go stand right behind her, so that we touch, I lean against her back, which is very intimate.

4. Exam Paper

Coffee. Bottles. Papers, which may be a dossier. Or a test of some kind.

Make no Mistake

1. Hunted by Orcs

We are a group. It is dark. We are running from something. I feel like I am in the movie, the Hobbit. We are in a normal, modern city however, although it feels like a parallel world. We get away from the main street, into tunnels, and look out from there to public areas. Maybe it is goblins or orcs that's after us. At some point we stop and listen. They can't see us, we are eavesdropping. So, we are smarter than they are. This is only the end of a dream.

2. The Ark of Noach

Something about the Ark of Noach. This is in a valley, to which not many have access. No one knows it is here. Mountain walls, lots of people working and preparing, but maybe not humans. It is my Ark, or at least I have responsibility. And this is a bit awkward because I have the feeling I messed up. There's all kind of creatures, but especially vermin. And this seems wrong. They dominate the scene. They contaminate everything. They shouldn't be here. I should not have allowed this to happen.
Red colours. Dark. Feeling of being inside. Vault. Very large.
I think by myself, I can't even get this right. So, I am really happy when I also see giraffes and other normal animals. It feels like someone is looking after me and whatever needs to happen will go through regardless of my uncertainty. Though whatever will happen, it will be mixed with my feeling of failure, or at least not perfect.
The boat is on the left, which is a side that I have no clear view on.

3. Vacation Houses

(From notes). Seven stories about sex. Or seven people. There is a a place outside, like a patio, dark. A guy with long brown hair is there, hanging around. Two persons. Outside. Doing the dishes. (From memory). Nothing on the left, houses, like vacation houses on the other sides.

4. Younger Futhark Etymology

Thinking hard on the etymology and gender of the names of the runes of the Younger Futhark. I must research this.

5. Passing the Bakery

I dreamed of Kl, who I passed while she was working in the bakery in the Tiensestraat. It was clear from the look on her face that she did not really want to see me.

6. Badminton

We make ready to play badminton, set up the net. We are four persons.

An Adventure in the Mountain Caves

1. A Door in the Mountain

(LUCID DREAM)

We are group of people and are heading somewhere specific. The road is slightly upward, but very straight. So, we constantly climb. It is day, and bright. On our left is a canal with fresh water, clear. There is a low stone wall between the road and the canal.

At the end of the road is a mountain, on the right, and a door or other kind of entrance, which leads immediately down. The road stops, so you can't go straight through. It leads to this door. Some of us are here earlier, some of us lag behind. My father and I are here first. The rest is behind, N, D, and my mother. Possibly other people than my family are here too.

We want to explore, and we don't wait for the others to arrive. Possibly, the others don't want to enter anyway, because you never know what is down there. My father and I take the stone steps down and come into the first hall, which is small and simple. Like an antechamber. Candles are there. We are expected to light a candle and take it with us when we go through the caves. This is clearly a ritual place. The candles are from beeswax and most of them are used already, they are just the ends, stumps. They all lie together in a recipient in this welcome hall. I just take one of those ends, which looks rather thick, I know it will still burn a long time. Maybe my father is a little more suspicious of the lack of unused candles, but he takes one anyway. We try to light our candles. Two at the same time. This proves to be difficult, but maybe that is because we are impatient. We use long matches. After a while it works.

Then the rest catches up. I suppose most of them come down as well.

Once we go in the caves, we all split up and go into different rooms. This is where the dream becomes a little complicated.

At some point I enter a room, either alone or with one of my brothers. It is medium large, square, rectangular, off the main paths, more on the left. A woman is there, actually a young girl. I can see her very clearly. I identify her with Sovb or her sister, although she looks different. She is completely dressed in red. Red trousers. Red on top. Arms naked. She looks very pale, almost translucent and has long blond hair. Her facial features attract me, but she is not exceedingly beautiful. That combined with her paleness make me keep a distance. She comes for me though and obviously wants contact. I don't really know what to decide. Just her presence excites me sexually, and at some point when she is close enough, even when I don't commit, I feel myself on the brink of ejaculating, so I disconnect and try to keep it in me, which only works a little bit. I don't spill all, but my underpants are wet afterward (WET DREAM).

2. Confronting the Evil Boss

The same dream continues under the mountain.

We have all managed to get to the core of the system of pathways. But again, only two of us are ahead. And we are in the main chambers, the place where things are happening or must be done. These are large halls. One very big and the other behind it still big. The second hall is more hidden. The first hall has its own antechamber. In this place, we find the boss we have to fight. Stuff happens here that I can't remember well. But we have to confront the being that dwells here and guards the place.

The dream is a little fuzzy at this moment.

I remember later, when the others arrive too, that you can choose magical items and weapons. They are listed on a paper and stacked in the first part of the hall, behind a wall, and curtains. But you can't just get anywhere like that, there are rules.

The paper lists the items in a specific order, and this is the order of how these things are arranged on the side of the main hall. I only notice all this, because my brother D, I think, has a double axe. Maybe his character is a dwarf. This he got this special way. There's all kinds of treasure, so I try to estimate if there is still time for me to choose something nice as well. Whatever you grab here, you can take with you when you leave the place.

In the meantime we have to confront the boss. For a long time he hides in the back room, but we feel its presence. I don't recall any real fighting, but the sense of fighting was really there.

I don't remember what happens next.

+ at some point in one of the dreams I am in a small group, circle, at home, cosy, sofa. It is dark, blues and reds. We talk, have a discussion, surely on spiritual matters. At some point, I have to call out two names, of people sitting there. I have to name them, or get their attention, can't remember precisely. The interesting thing was that my father was among the two. He was there. So I had to call him by his first name, which I did after a slight moment's hesitation. It was really weird for me, because I don't think I've ever called him by his first name. You just say 'dad' or something, normally. 

3. Bottled Money

This dream is related to the former ones. It is supposed to be the day after. There is a lot of commotion. Many people are about, preparing for something, I assume. I am on a bench like in a sports stadium, high up on the side of the main field where people run about. Behind me is a wall, so I am at the very top. My parents are here too, they are awake. I still lie down, and am asleep or just waking. My mother wants me to wake. According to her it is time for me to get up. I take my time.

When I am waking I have a little trouble, because now I have to remember the dream I am in as well as yesterday's dream, which is really a dream I had the same night. So I struggle with that.

At the same time, the area looks like a college green, enclosed. Again, my brothers are also about, they are already awake for some time.

When I come down, it is already late. I get to the green. There are still festivities and such. People organizing things, I am sure I am part of some of these things. It is darker down there, but it is also roofed, this place, while I mainly remain outside on the green.

Stuff happens that I can't remember. The field also slants a bit, the end where I am standing slants up a bit. I go there later to seclude myself from the rest, I need the space. I can't work out what people are about. Maybe that is why I keep to myself. But I recognize my brother N and Stco, who is also there. Maybe D too. So, one of them starts telling his dream of last night, and I think, right, why he first, I should have told mine first, then all the good ideas would have been coming from me, because I knew it already, it was about the same place with the caves under the mountain. He adds some details, like a pair of guardians or a pair of other things, but it fits neatly with what I experienced myself. So I call out when he starts describing what he experienced: that is just like in my dream. Exactly the same. And it really was the same. 

I was still a bit drowsy from sleep, so I paid little attention and could not really focus. People started to help me. After the dream telling, I start to collect coins. There was a reason, but I forgot. Apparently, this is the one thing I am still capable of in my current condition. There seems to be a compulsory need for me to do something constructive. Mind you, I am sure I had prepared something real, too, I just couldn't get around to it. Possibly poetry. So I start to collect money. These are the coins that were used in the other dreams, about the caves, they were really a fantasy role playing game, possibly. N has gold coins, they are the smallest.

No, it starts like this. N gives me a 100 euro note, while I am down on the field, but still groggy. Maybe I have a drink too. I accept it, it is what he owns me. He is surprised that I take it without giving him change. But then he keeps cool and leaves it. The note is green as it really is. That's a lot of money I think. Other people have to pay me to, for services I can't remember. Maybe from when I was asleep. But the next one has only coins, but the amount of money he wants to give is so high, that it really is a heap of coins. I can't carry it in both my hands.

When I look at my hands, I see my fingers are small. I am slightly concerned about this. I look better. The fingers of one hand, the right I think, are smaller than the other one. I take a closer look. Has this always been so? I bring my hands together, the fingertips touchings so I can be sure. This is really odd. 

While my hands are too short to keep the money, because I suppose more people will be dealing me money, I look for a solution. And this is where I exhibit my usual wit, that is, there is a bottle or small tank in the neighbourhood, either one I drank from myself, or one that contained drink, and I think I could use that one to put the money in. That will fit nicely. It has to be rinsed first. Somehow, other people start doing this for me, so that I can sit where I am. I don't have to exhaust myself any further.

Then they come back, especially N and Stco. They carry a glass container which is rather big. Bigger than the bottles I saw before together. It is a span's width and almost half a man's size in length. Really big. Don't know where they got it from, but it will work. A cylinder of glass.

N starts to count his money. Stco guides him, supervises. N has only gold. Different currencies too, smaller ones and larger ones, but they still look like normal coins, although the small coins are really small. Twenty, thirty, forty. That is a lot of gold. This is already a substantial sum, even without all the rest that needs to be counted. We put it in the cylinder. The more money, the better, we will surely be able to use it. Then Stco adds the other money that comes from other people and which he gathered. These are plastic discs, rather big, almost a span wide. Some are green, others blue, still others white. Different sizes again. This is very clumsy money. We put it in anyway. It takes a lot of space for what it is worth. And at first I thought it would be a good idea to have the gold beneath, so that it will be safe, but Stco is aggravated, because he will not be able to reach the gold when he needs it. So he puts his arm in the long cylinder and fiddles with these plastic coins of almost no worth, and tries to shift them so that he would be able to reach the gold. No easy task, but he manages in the end. N backs him up. I let them do. More has to be put in.

That is about where the dream ends.

Posponed Initiation

1. Meeting

Gathered around a table, talk. Big table, less people, only table in the big room. Tones of grey and white.

2. Initiation through Polarity

I am at my parent's place, my brother N is there. We stand next to the dining table, which is in the dining room, which is a place of transition, we almost never stand there and talk. It is dark, possibly in the evening. Maybe I have entered through the front door, which is unusual, too. I have someone with me.

So, there we are. Me, my brother, someone else, and Loli.

We get into a conversation, and it is about magic or even initiation. I feel I ought to demonstrate, too, but I have a slight fear about doing something like that in public. How will I manage, what exactly will I do? Shall I have to improvise as usual? Etc. But Loli is there, and while something explicit is said about energy, I know what I have to do, I have to go to Loli and hold her in such a way that we stand next to each other, each facing the other way. This is an example of how things are not to be done, but why things go amiss. So we are explaining a possible cause of why some sort of magic has not worked.

I don't do all this of course. But somehow I suddenly stand beside her and I suppose she drew me to her, although I am the one who moved, but she took the initiative. So there we stand. At this point, there is more light, deep yellow and hues of red, not bright, but present, and coming from behind my brother, which is where the table is. There are also colours of blue and green, this is the darker atmosphere.

So, we show how the energies revolve around each other. I suppose that we move. We hold each other by the waist. (This looks like a Jera rune).

Now the topic moves to initiation in particular. The person asking is Tima. He stands near the steps toward the living room. The house is as it is in reality. What Loli and I are showing is a principle of polarity. Tima is the person without the knowledge but with the interest. Loli and I are the ones who know and have experience.

I am supposed to initiate Tima. I consider this for a moment. I actually know what I must do, although I really don't know the different steps, so I would have to improvise anyway. I would ask to have his hands open and I would sign them nine times. Or do something else with the hands, but nine times was right. I have doubts. I hear my mother is in the bathroom, which is still too close for me to do any magic. I feel really impeded when she is in the neighbourhood. Sensing her in the house is enough to put me off. She might walk in any moment, that is what I really fear. To be seen. So I conclude that this is not the right moment nor the right place to do an initiation. It will have to wait.

3. Crazy Bird

We are outside. We come from somewhere more civilized, and possibly inside, but I can't remember that part. Although. Inside must have been an apartment, second floor. Small. Light, whites and greens. My brother N is there, me, and someone else, a guy of our age.

I think the dream picks up on the theme of the earlier dream. On initiation. They talk, but I interfere, because I want to say something too, my two cents. I tell the person what he certainly must do or train is gaming, in particular racing, such as Gran Turismo, because this trains all the right qualities in the person that you need for whatever it is he wants to achieve, possibly initiation.

This must be my apartment, for now I think, the best way would be to have a driver's seat installed for gaming purposes, but I might not be able to carry it up the stairs, there is just not enough space. There isn't enough space anyway in my apartment.

I don't know what the other guys think of what I say, because this is purely my opinion. I somewhat interrupted them saying it.

But it leads to where we are now, which is outside, talking about gaming. It is just me and my brother walking. A long path, rural, trees and shrubs on our right, there is nothing on our left. Branches hang over the top of our heads. We investigate. Sometimes my brother points to a tree and says, that would do, that would be good, meaning that what he sees should be used in the gaming.

I quickly see what he means. He points to tomatoes hanging in the trees and shrubs. Nice and ripe. In clusters of five or six. Maybe in the game, this is what you have to hit? It certainly springs out, especially the red colour, when you walk in the woods.

I start looking around more and more while we walk. I don't think the third person is still with us on this walk.

On a branch over our heads I see a bird, first one then three of them. They are big and have strange colours. Yellow, green. Another one blue. Their shapes are weird, too. At this point the dream is lucid. I look back and tell my brother. They look like parrots. I tell my brother. But when I take a closer look, I recognize their beaks and heads. They are really dinosaurs. They are birds that existed in the time of the dinosaurs, or are the immediate descendants. The shape of their beaks is very telling. They are really big.

That is where I start to wake up.

Birds of Prey have Landed

1. Mansion

Big mansion, inside, lots of wood, big staircase.

2. Bernlef Book

Fragments.

Something with a book. Brva is there. She is donwstairs. There is a particular book, by Bernlef. There is a cd.

End of the world (physically?). Closed.

Licu.

There is also another dream with finding a house, in Kessel-lo. Or one of the main roads there. Not sure if this is the right house or not. Can't remember the dream.

3. Get Together with the Animals

(LUCID DREAM)

I go into a clothes shop, small. I have been here before. Now I go here with intent. I have to buy a pair of trousers. I go to the end of the shop. Trousers lie there on the table. I pick the yellowish one, or orange, like copper. I don't like the colour, but I'm sure that this was the one I wanted. I check some other pairs. Much light and colour in the dream.

At last I buy a slim pair of jeans. I know it is going to be tight, but at least the colour is normal, and I have to wear something.

Either the shop changes into another scene or I enter the other scene as other people do. Anyway, the next moment I am in a big complex, spacious room. People wander about. Some festivity about, or the preparations thereof. I don't see anybody I know, but this is the right place.

I try to find my place. There are different rooms interwoven, people with drinks. Very posh.

Then I go outside. There is light, the sun shines. Open space. Enclosed.

Other people sit there, down on the floor, not on seats.

I join them, they sit in the corner. Not everyone is there yet, not by far. It is a big group. Only three or four are here now. I sit down too, in one particular corner. Bale is there. Either she or someone else guides me. Or looks after me. Then people come in and gather around. We sit in a circle. The other end of the circle starts to close. Big group. I am still in my corner, but I don't know if I am still sitting in the right place, I want to move, but I don't know whereto. So I stay, or someone on my left encourages me to stay.
There is a swimming pool behind us, clear water.

At that point I wear only a bathroom robe (kamerjas). And I sit on a cushion, big white one, because that is more comfortable then sitting on the hard floor. I also wear a white shirt. But this is for later.

Then something happens. I look behind me, a few pigeons land. They land right in the chicken plot. A long rectangular, small plot of land is fenced of with wire for chickens.

And then I see other birds coming. "There come the big birds," I say, because I see eagles and other birds of prey. But someone else says: "But no, those are... Ah yes, they are big." This is the lucid part. And now I can see the birds of prey better. And first there is a sparrow, and then, two other birds. I see them those two when the person mentions them: those are buzzards. And that is an owl. I am surprised to see an owl, by daylight, but he is there. Small, but unmistakably.

I keep looking, a bit further up I see a snail too, but then I see a striped tiger climb the fence. He manages to get over it and get in the plot. He does not go for the chickens, but opens a wooden locker at his side and there three cats are sleeping, on top of each other, different floors so to speak. One red, the others grey.

One of the cats wakes up and walks around. The tiger starts to poke them all, but none of them moves or is disturbed. I wonder how long the cats can take this. They are indifferent. Close up of one of the waken up cats licking herself.

So all the animals have come from outside. The snail is still outside. It is really big, human size. Brown. Long. At first it is a slug, but still, it has a yellow looking something on top of it somewhere, but it doesn't look that obvious, because it is small in relation of the body. Then I look a second time and I see the slug starting to curl up and at long last it forms a snail with a shell. And it fits perfectly.

After that we get up and go inside, because the party is about to start. I have my Thor's hammer on my neck, it shows. People can see it. I have the long white shirt, but unbuttoned. It is too big for me, but I cope anyway. I wear something else too, which is thick, for winter, and mismatches the shirt, but if I do my best, both together will look rather fashionable.

At some point there is also a picture. I see myself. On a black and white photograph and I look like Jommeke. This is only a snapshot.