Not that one is not wanting to read life story but I am doubting the wiseness of washing all one's dirty linen in public, as you English say. (In fact you English do not even wash dirty linen in private!)

So what is  the outcomes of wanting to do this maybe?

Is it you are wanting the unburdening of guilt perhaps? Or is it maybe you wanting boasting about things instead of feeling the guilt about them. Or maybe you want feel guilt but also want to boast.

This is question perhaps Freud can answer (but he can't because he is dead)

There is saying (which I just make up) that there are people who do things, and people who write about things, but also people who do things and then write about what they done.

I think that you, my Georgie, might be belonging to the number three catagorise of this saying.

Anyways, I take break from revising and go the the movie theatre, accompanied by Dave. We sit on back row but do not hold hands. Instead we eat the popcorn and drink Coca Cola - which is much more satisfying.

But I fall asleep halfway through movie film due to hard work I have been doing with all revising and such forth. And Dave refuse to tell me how film ends even though when I awake I find great hairy arm around one's shoulders with hand on end which rests upon chest (right). Of course I rebuke him vigourously, and accidently stick fist in groin area when I am getting out of seat.

The film what we seen (well I only seen half) was I think called 'Quartet'. Do you know how this film is ending?

I thought I tell you not to read any more of Hector's story. If you cannot sleep turn on the television and watch some healthy pornography.

Anyways, will not be long until we are once more conjoined.

Until then I am leaving you as I hope to find you which is healthy in mind and body.

Your ever loving Anna