For whatever reason – no, I can’t remember (but did you really expect me to?) – my entries between September and the end of 1973 seem to thin out somewhat.
I mention this because I didn’t want readers to think I was somehow ‘cheating’ and deliberately leaving entries out.
Instead of writing every day, I seem to write in ‘batches’, with many days absent of anything. Some days just say the word “work” or “school” (Others, sadly, just say “argument“). It feels peculiar to me these 36 years later that having been so ‘literate’ for so long, I suddenly allow my diary to fall momentarily off the radar.
No, I don’t think it was anything to do with a woman. Surely I would have written about that!?!!