I Make Always Sense

I looked again at the black book and found a post for the 14^th of June.  I started out with “I make always sense” which was something that Nadja said to me.  Germans tend to get some parts of speech mixed up.  According to my other notebooks indicated that I did have class this day.

I went on to write that Nadja has this wonderful way of pouting when she doesn’t get her way.  I noted that I knew that things were a lot less spectacular than they seemed but my understanding of people is rarely linear.  I wrote that I felt a lot safer about my reactions to her because I had been with her every night.  I wrote that my nocturnal dreamland-time with her sort of negated the chain of action but that there was reason enough to act more “something” towards her.  I wrote that I thought that if we didn’t know that we could easily be intimate with one another then we would much more readily treat each other with a lot more tenderness.

This Notebook Analysis is part of retrospective of my life taken from emails that I sent or received on the First of the Month.