Could be worse, I guess.

July 1912 wasn’t going so well for Franz Kafka

July 1 Too tired.

July 2 Sad.

July 3 Today is my birthday.

July 4 What are you? I am miserable.

July 5 To have to bear and to be the cause of such suffering!

July 6 Unhappy night.

July 21 Miserable creature that I am!


Day 20,986

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