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Ammerwald, August 9, 1909
Dear Doctor,
Your decision has, to be sure, upset the women of the family, but they are not closed to the realization that a few days of complete, i.e., real freedom should probably not be begrudged you. For the same reason I am also not considering curtailing your travel plans through a premature meeting, and will now share mine with you. I am staying here through the 18th, will go to Munich early on the 19th; from there at 4:25 I will take the direct train to Bremen and expect to arrive in Bremen at 5:35 A.M. I therefore need only to know when you will arrive (perhaps by telegram) in order to await you there
Your indisposition is doubtless a consequence of the exertion of the entire year, which has always manifested itself in symptoms. Let us hope that the ocean voyage will be particularly good for you
I declare myself definitely unsuited for preparation for America. I haven't read anything but an archaeological work about Cyprus, and the only connection that has with New York is the fact that the largest collection of Cypriot antiquities has made its way to New York, where I also hope to see it. You see, this is virtually an illustration of the words of the Magic Flute: “I can't force you to love.”1 I don't have any illusions at all about America, but I am very much looking forward to our journey together. On the way back, where Jung will probably leave soon after disembarking, we will then finish up in Hamburg and Berlin, which can probably be done together, and then we will separate for the unavoidable duties with respect to relatives.
I am quite well recovered, but intellectually still very lethargic. My family here is doing splendidly. We are all once again united here just now. The eldest daughter, of course, no longer completely belongs to us.
I won't write to you anymore now and await confirmation of your arrival in Bremen. Jung has a complicated itinerary and won't meet us until the ship.
Auf Wiedersehen,
Freud