I've decided to go South for a few days. Two days. Figure I can probably visit Hamburg. She's been gone for most of the last two days, and I leave Saturday. I think I need to see something on my own for a day or two. Hopefully can catch a ride down and maybe even back up, otherwise, train should be okay. She slept out last night, actually, somewhere off the beach - I felt fine about it. A kind of calm has come over me here. I think about the play a lot, and sure, about her, too, but it's enough to see her happy. And I didn't need to get here to know I'm no longer in love with her. I knew that before I came. It is beautiful how her language in the letters translated into her presence here, I trusted her sincerity and have found her to be as loving. She is so strong and I admire her. In a way I want more time with her but do not want to deprive myself of the aloneness I'm offered, I certainly don't see it much at home, besides in the evening. Yesterday I felt kind of like a farm animal, a farm cat, wandering long stretches of green, away from here where no one was waiting on me but where I could return to. I'm leaving tomorrow morning (early) and hopefully will get back Friday sometime.
