Note No. 13. Nightmares, Books and World Watched From the Bed

10^th July 1819

 

Nightmares, nightmares and one more time nightmares!!

Another night I see nothing but ces bêtises (nonsense things) in my dreams. Such a strange, not fitting these days slaughter at first, and now my Willy fancily cheating on me with three women. What an awful view I cannot forget! Ugh! I honestly do not know what was worse – seeing bloody battlefield or such dirty operas. And that cheeky smile… Shakespeare’s drama, I am telling you.

Another day I do nothing but laying in bed, sleeping, embroidering, and reading a book. My dear friend from childhood, also Jane unfortunately, published an interesting book recently. I am fascinated by this finesse, light humour, and this picturing unbelievably realistic. I must write her a congratulatory letter. At first, however, I must get better.

I remember our early years and adventures. Three girls, goddesses, each one different nationality – me, Jane, and Juliette. Ah, good times… I will tell you all about it later.

Despite all, I feel better today. Since yesterday my consolations walk around the garden, play together, laugh… I talk about him and her. Obviously, I talk about William and Mary, our daughter, as you remember. What did you think? Also, my little pumpkin said that he wants to go hunting tomorrow. Alright! How nice that you are asking me about everything.

Tomorrow will bring something unexpected. For sure. I will only open my eyes and we will see. See you tomorrow!