Iamfilledwithpresentimentswhichmakethiswickedlifeofmineonelongterrortome。Itdoesn’tmatter，justnow，whattheyare。
Enoughthattheyabsolutelygovernme——theydrivemeoverlandandseaattheirownhorriblewill；theyareinme，andtorturingme，atthismoment！Whydon’tIresistthem？Ha！butIdoresistthem。
Iamtrying（withthehelpofthegoodpunch）toresistthemnow。
AtintervalsIcultivatethedifficultvirtueofcommonsense。
Sometimes，soundsensemakesahopefulwomanofme。Atonetime，Ihadthehopethatwhatseemedrealitytomewasonlymaddelusion，afterall——IevenaskedthequestionofanEnglishdoctor！