Dear me.
I really should try to be more faithful about updating this journal, shouldn't I? After all, it takes twenty-one days to establish a good habit, but only a week to start forgetting it. back in the asylum, I used to make entries ever day. Of course, back then I still had my phonograph and the like and could dictate everything. Ah, well, no use in dwelling on the past.
But, then again, my past has been haunting me of late. I...I find myself becoming more and more attracted to Lady Wotton, but all I can think of are how many times my relationships have failed in the past. Besides that, she's married. Even if her husband is busy running around with boys, I don't know that I could justify going any further in our relationship. But, I don't want to hurt her...
Matters of the heart are one thing I still fail to be able to analyse and rationalize.
But, then again, my past has been haunting me of late. I...I find myself becoming more and more attracted to Lady Wotton, but all I can think of are how many times my relationships have failed in the past. Besides that, she's married. Even if her husband is busy running around with boys, I don't know that I could justify going any further in our relationship. But, I don't want to hurt her...
Matters of the heart are one thing I still fail to be able to analyse and rationalize.