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Walking alone

I walk in the city. I walk on the beach. I read a little. I write a little. I am pondering on remarks such as "and not for no reason" and "let's be humble, for once". I am looking at myself, my attitude towards money, but more importantly towards life. Can I blame her if she doesn't want to live with me? Can I blame the others? I can give no definite answers. I am trying to survive.

I gambled and I lost. I knew there were uncertainties. It was too beautiful to be true. Reading in my diary, going back for more than ten years, I was surprised how little I have changed. As an example: "I may better go to bed then continuing this narcistic attempt at catching a reflection of my self in a mirror of irony." The irony may be less evident, but I am still narcistic, as the story testifies. I know I am vain. My vanity has played its part in the whole affair. It may be one of the main reasons, our relation didn't work. It is me, but still I am sorry we failed.

As another example: "I see my intellectual life as my only defense against the destructive powers of demanding women." Well put! I have to take up my work again. There is no other way!

Another example: "On the surface, what I lack is enthousiasm and courage. However, on deeper analysis, what I lack is basically trust." I know I need to learn to trust, more than anything else.

Yet another example: "The ideal of one single total relation seems not to be feasible, for me." Well, it didn't work. But I wanted it badly, whereas I didn't at the time of writing that.

I also saw a poem I copied one of the other times I was in pain when a love story ended:

   Yet each man kills the thing he loves
   ...
   Some do it with a bitter look,
   Some with a flattering word.
   The coward does it with a kiss,
   The brave man with a sword.
It is from Oscar Wilde. I may have kissed her to much, to avoid the confrontation with the problems involved in living a life together.

What I learned from reading my diary, not that I didn't know, is that I have chased after women in a fanatic and confused way. I meant it seriously this time though, but obviously that doesn't change anything. The way it ended was characteristic, fatally so. Anyway, if I was out for only another story as I have been before, I could have been satisfied. But I am not. This has been my last story. I want life!


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