´I had a depression once. It nearly lasted 54 minutes. The last 13 minutes were quite difficult. To hold on to it, I mean. I removed my clothes, laid starnaked on the bed. I sobbed a bit, felt some dark stuff moving about in my belly. I opened my eyes and the sun was out again. Shining in my face.Next thing I started admiring the pattern of one of the cushions. Got dressed again. The wife was cooking, smelled fantastic. And I was cured...Never again after that.´
Tav Rou Bin el Arto, Palestina 1947