Budapest, July 26, 1912
VII., Erzsébet-körút 54

Dear Professor,

I have just (11:30 P.M.) returned to my lonely home from a solitary walk. On the way out my thoughts were really gloomy. I have reviewed the events of the previous year, occupied myself with the list of casualties, and had to conclude that giving up my (almost realized) fantasy with Elma and the analytic executioner's work with which I had to put this fantasy to death by myself still gives me considerable pain, which I have to make conscious at times. I saw the way back to Frau G. if not closed by the unavoidable consequences of my unfaithfulness and by the painful insight into the loosening of my feelings, then at least no longer accessible in the old sense.

It appears as if my walk of today was a symptomatic act. On the way back (which perhaps symbolized the way back into the old track), I began to consider the events somewhat more philosophically. I thought about the