6 June.

I went with Aniela, and am even now asking myself, "Have I gone mad?"

I did not hold her close to my heart, did not hear an avowal of love.

I was spurned without a moment's hesitation; all her modesty risen

in arms, she reduced me to a mere nothing. What is it? Am I a fool

without brains, or has she no heart? What am I fighting against? What

are the obstacles in my way? Why does she spurn me? My head is in such

a chaotic state that I can neither think, write, nor reason. I only

repeat to myself, over and over again, "What is it that bars my way?"

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