It's fascinating reading Sylvia's journals. I can readily deduce her mental states and how they vary in intensity. The first 150 pages, she writes in a deliberate, almost manic way. Reading, my mind whirls like on a roller coaster and I consciously try to slow myself down.
Around page 150, her entire tone slows down, like heavy sighs and she languishes in relating her time with a much loved young man. She exudes peacefulness, inner longings finally satisfied. She is happy.
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