Thus is went, on and on, day after day. A few samples at random.
7/11 9:30 AM. The works.
7/11 9:30 P.M. The works + sleeping pill. Guard your dreams jealously, that is all you have that's your own. Enema successful but rugged—an angry experience.
7/12 10:20 A.M. 2 green, 1/2 yellow 1 co
7/14 1:30 P.M. Bowel movement sans enema. Great day. We don't look far enough into the forest. Boring—she talked and talked—it was like smoke that comes from teh chimney. Suddenly a puff of wind and it's gone forever. My life has the promise of an old shoelace.
7/15 12 midnight. Gas—stomach Ouch.
7/16 4 A.M. Took shower Chee-rist! Had bad time getting out or in!
7/16 1:30 P.M. 2 green, 1/2 yellow Pain from 1:45 to 3:45 terrific—stopped by 1 co then the gas—a shiver of cold wind.
7/16 4:15 Went to sleep If in making love to my wife, I had to say some of the things they say in the movies, I'd laugh in her face.
7/17 6:10 A.M. Dopey I have often wondered how some housebroken married actress feels when being made love to by an attractive, young, virile leading man who kisses her neck, her shoulders, her lips, and whose inquisitive strong hands meander through forbidden grounds and who speaks wonderful words beautifully. How disappointing it must be to take that protective suit of armor off at home.
—William A. Wellman, A Short Time for Insanity