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Vienna, March 2, 1917
IX., Berggasse 19
Dear friend,
Received your contributions, and read them with the impression that they are fine and absolutely correct; will hand them over to Sachs tomorrow for the portfolio. Regarding your dream, I could note that you need not worry about neglecting our work on Lamarck.1 I have not progressed either; in the weeks of cold and darkness I stopped working in the evening—and have not got back to it since then. Even now, the mostly insufficient lighting makes work unpleasant for me or gives me the desired excuse to put it off. My motives for work have been partly extinguished, partly forced back, at present. The suspense over what is about to happen in the world is too great. I am warming up to the idea of taking up the work in the summer, when one has to renounce nature and, in the city, doesn't know what to do with oneself.
As further regards the dream, it is nonetheless noteworthy that you wouldn't have had a child if you had been able to marry Mathilde—something that I didn't yet know at the time, of course.2
Everything that could interest us scientifically is so sparse and proceeds as slowly as before. The fact that Stekel has perpretrated [verbrochen] a new book (Masturbation and Homosexuality)3 only presents us with the dilemma of who should review it and what he should say. Rank, who has announced his presence for the beginning of next week, claims that something by Jung has also been published4 Rank is, incidentally, in good shape again; he writes that he will also look you up. Oli arrived from Cracow this morning5 and is supposed to be in Krems Sunday morning.6 He is cheerful, looks well; I fear that the ladies of the house will complain about his overly distinct barracks odor. All kinds of sensibilities are silent in a war.
My practice has increased. A Trabuko7 now costs thirty hellers. If I had to count on a long life, I would now certainly save, something which always went against my nature.
With kind wishes for the further