March 4th, 2009

"Wednesday the 25th, packing. Some sort of nervous disorganization , sentimentalism, agitation. Regrets about the period that is over, and fear as to what will happen next. In my thoughts I am often back at home. Developed and fixed photos. Discovered that T. had been developed on self-toning paper and made a print. The sight of her sad face - perhaps still in love? - dejected me. I recalled the mood in the black-papered room, that dark afternoon, when the husband found us in the end and she could not go out with me. - A moment of strong deep love - I see in her face the embodiment of the feminine ideal. Once again she is immensely, indescribably close to me. She is once again my T. - What is she doing now? How far away is she from me? Does she remember me emotionally?"

Malinowski