I’ve gone several days without writing because I felt detached from myself. I seem able to go on only if I forget myself. If I could not reflect too much and be content with the explanations Mirella provides, for example, I would live in tranquility. I’m increasingly convinced that this anxiety took possession of me starting the day I bought the notebook: an evil spirit, the devil seems hidden in it. So I try to neglect it, leave it in the suitcase or the closet, but that’s not enough. And in fact the more tightly bound I am to my duties, the more limited my time, the more urgent the desire to
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