I Have Fallen Into An Abyss. I

I Took All My Wax Studies And Threw Them In The Fire That's The Way It Is When Something Unpleasant Happens To Me. I Take My Hammer And I Squash A Figure.

There Is Always Something Missing That Torments Me.

I Am Not Feeling Any Better Because I Cannot Stay In Bed, Having Constant Cause For Walking. They Say I Leave At Night By The Window Of My Tower, Hanging From A Red Umbrella With Which I Set Fire To The Forest!

I Have Been Back In Paris For Two Weeks. Nothing New. Life Is Still Bitter.

I Don't Want To Say Anything Because I Know I Am Unable To Protect You From The Harm That I See.