I have just received Boris. Out of all days, today, when I haven's slept for more than four hours, when my eyes and head ache with rhythmic persistency, when I have things to do and things to think about. You say that it's grim down there, and i look around and can't help noticing that it's grim everywhere. crises, pandemics, and on top of everything an excruciating sunlight. human life is a joke, what's more to say?
i got to know a couple of days ago that M. is leaving, at least for a year. good for him, disastrous for me. i got drunk from two beers and was lying in my bed for the whole weekend. once again, i felt abandoned by life.