September 1
He wrote twice, “September had come at last”.The rooms which had been vacant were almost occupied.After thinking in the bedding for about one hour, he got up at 9:00.Wearing a knit shirt and a padded night gown, he didn’t feel cold or hot.A friend came. They were talking in his room and went out for lunch. He came back about 1:00.After lying down in the bedding, he happened to want writing. It’s several years since the last time. He had been writing some 10 poems until about 2:00.
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