third Chapter
The next day was a very tough day. Actually, she felt relatively well, but lethargy, dizziness and the heat unbearable for them they tore into a kind of lethargy, which struck her on the mind. Still, she was unable to free itself from it.
Because of this excruciating lethargy that day she went to the university. She would just torture anyway in the seminar, the decency for today. So they decided to also right to visit no more of this seminar.
November remained so at home and led to the unrest that raged despite everything in it. Actually, she was well. But still she felt the state in which she was just as painful. She had quite the urge to do something. But desire is very different than driving or even motivation. This fact led to so that, once an act, an activity started, it already gave up after a few minutes back, as you said in German passed the air. But the urge remained. And grew to greater agitation.
time was on that day to something they did not touch at all. She had no feeling anymore. So passed away the hours, which were filled with lethargy and horrible nothing. The fact that these hours had passed, November noticed only when they had already passed and the clock said that it was now evening. After Novembers feel maybe two hours had passed. But the reality was different. In truth, already half a day had moved into the country. Time had lost all meaning. Even though it scared her, how fast they went by.
Time had not only lost in importance, she has also become a very elastic thing. She seemed to run faster than ever before, yet was November not in a position to fill them with meaningful activity. She hated herself for having had so little power over himself.
She felt it also as a strange and very annoying that they could do, especially in such tough days like today, what she was doing very slowly. She gave herself very hard, did their best. But not least because of the lack of sense of time, they managed just not faster. It took hours to get dressed in the morning, again a few hours to decide whether and when they drove into town and fill a half day to two pages in her diary. She was like the world encapsulated, completely separated from the raging life. She lived in a completely different life but parallel dimension. Here the time passed slowly. Only she could not bring their dimension with the "life" dimension referred to in line.
The only thing they pulled on that day a little out of the lethargy, the little bike tour was with her sister. They drove a few hours on cooler evenings. Both had fun, laughed joked, enjoyed the scenery. It was good to be back again a few hours without worry. But even these few hours could not connect to the November dimension "life."
Back home was at least November's blood pressure at a healthy level.
'I guess I should really drive more sports ...' she thought for themselves.
She ate and drank some more before she retired to her room.
heard today they like the music of Schiller. She was pretty quiet and did not need many words. The loud, cheerful music they heard normally, they could not stand today. It went well, but when she sat in her room at night, she sank back into endless speculations. With a sigh, she remembered that she had forgotten today, to call the psychiatrist for an appointment. So they had to do the next day. But it would anyway be in town early enough, before the class began, so she could stop by in person there.
November, actually neither drive nor motivation to go into teaching. The work would let fly the most. But it could definitely go on, so she forced herself to go to both. That is, they would try the next morning, forcing out of bed.
So it could not go on.
She was not sure if they destroyed the life, or whether the lives they destroyed.
If it so thought about it, they tended rather to the latter, but both go together but somehow.
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