March 16, 1935

He's left for Berlin again. If only I didn't get so crazy when I think about how rarely I see him! After all, it's pretty obvious that he's not really interested in me when he has so much political work to do.

Today I am going to the Zugspitze with Gretel, and perhaps I'll calm down a bit from this madness.

In the past everything's turned out for the best sooner or later - perhaps it'll be the same this time.

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