[ID: August 20. I have the unhappy belief that I havenโt the time for the least bit of good work, for I really donโt have time for a story, time to expand myself in every direction in the world, as I should have to do. But then I once more believe that my trip will turn out better, that I shall comprehend better if I am relaxed by a little writing, and so I try it again. END ID]