Letter from Freud to Fliess, August 17, 1891

Vienna, August 17, 1891

Dear tardily writing friend:

At last! I was afraid of having spoiled things with you through the aphasia; now I look forward to your appreciation just as much as to your objections.

At present my life is as follows: I am in Reichenau on the Semmering for the whole week; Monday, in Vienna. Tomorrow I am starting out on a one-week tour of the Gesäuse and Dachstein to which I cannot invite you because we would not be alone.1 Next Monday again in Vienna, then Reichenau, and so on until the first week in September. From September 8 on, we shall no doubt have to stay in Vienna to carry out our move to a new apartment (IX., Berggasse 19).

I am in no way giving up on you, however. I believe this year we may have to arrange it in such a way that you slip me in somewhere and at some time between your friends and travel plans and let me know as far ahead as possible that you are coming to Vienna or Reichenau. The only time when I am flexible would be the last week in August, and even then I cannot vouch for all eventualities in view of my frequently restricted existence. Nevertheless, write, make suggestions, and firmly hold to the one thing that I immediately want to pin down as the only thing [that matters] — that this year, too, we must see each other and talk.

With cordial greetings,

Your

Sigm. Freud

From Sunday, August 22 on, address: Reichenau, Niederösterreich, or Vienna (aequo loco).