First day without Marie. I do not know why she did not ask me my address. I did not want to take the initiative to avoid giving the impression to make advances and to avoid having to write the first. Now that I pushed her to make her way alone, I feel a little responsible! I wish she could have told me if she had gone to Goa.
Today is December 1st, and I start getting active if I'm actually leaving in ten days. My silk has to be sewn and embroidered before I go. To find models, to explain the tailor, and to try the "prototypes" occupies most of my time.
I give up Proust for some time, I'm afraid that if I keep the same pace, I will not have anything to read very soon.
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