Very deep Hasheesh depression, feeling of passionate love for Gert, the woman he's staying with.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay, so he is kind of a creep.

Utterly forsaken in my armchair, normal to have those emotions I'm about judging him

or utterly forsaken in my armchair suffering from her being alone with Egon.

And at the same time, strangely enough, he was also feeling jealous, was constantly threatening to throw himself out of the window if Gert should leave his side, which, however, she did not do.

Doubtless, they were already sufficient grounds for my sadness. did not

sufficient grounds for my sadness.

A chance encounter two days ago,

which made it clear just how much the circle of my activities is narrowed.

And not long before that a piano upstairs

is bothering me and that's in parentheses just on a side. The memorable night

with Margaret Kupke who insisted so on being a child in quotes that

it could plainly hear how much this word of her signified the opposite of man and who pressed me so to realize that what was my own.

So I interpret this to mean he slept with this woman and he was like, she was like cuddling him like a child.

I don't know if she said you're my child or it sounds like she said it.

I think it's but she said it sounds like she said it.

I think it's, but she said it in like a kind of sending tone in a way like.

Well, that's how he took it.

I think she probably said it in an endearing way.

Mm.

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