CHAPTER 108
Saturday, 12 February 1944
CHAPTER 108Visible text2 paragraphs
Dearest Kitty,
The sun is shining, the sky is deep blue, there's a magnificent breeze, and I'm longing - really longing - for everything: conversation, freedom, friends, being alone. I long. to cry! I feel as if I were about to explode. I know crying would help, but I can't cry. I'm restless. I walk from one room to another, breathe through the crack in the window frame, feel my heart beating as if to say, 'Fulfil my longing at last.'
The sun is shining, the sky is deep blue, there's a magnificent breeze, and I'm longing - really longing - for everything: conversation, freedom, friends, being alone. I long. to cry! I feel as if I were about to explode. I know crying would help, but I can't cry. I'm restless. I walk from one room to another, breathe through the crack in the window frame, feel my heart beating as if to say, 'Fulfil my longing at last.'
I think spring is inside me. I feel spring awakening, I feel it in my entire body and soul. I have to force myself to act normally. I'm in a state of utter confusion, don't know what to read, what to write, what to do. I only know that I'm longing for something . . .