Months go by between entries, and I don't even feel the time passing. I mark the days only by the inches that my long, white beard grows. I thought today of how one of the characteristics of our foray into adulthood is the dropping away of the little social fears that almost every adolescent has, the worries about offending or being disliked. Without this diffidence, I feel one can judge decisions in life more clearly, and act properly, fairly when faced with a circumstance that in earlier years one would have backed down from because of perceived pressure---in retrospect, it is astounding, the cruelty and cowardice of which children are capable.
I'm so sleepy I can't even tell if I've written my sentences correctly; so to all a good night.