(and he's justified because the Welberg Foundation has begun paying me a salary out of the grant so that I won't have to look for a job).
The International Psychological Convention at Chicago is only a week away.
He wants his preliminary report to be as full as possible, since Algernon and I are the prime exhibits for his presentation.
Our relationship is becoming increasingly strained. I resent Nemur's constant references to me as a laboratory specimen.
He makes me feel that before the experiment I was not really a human being.
I told Strauss that I was too involved in thinking, reading, and digging into myself, trying to understand who and what I am,
and that writing was such a slow process it made me impatient to get my ideas down.
I followed his suggestion that I learn to type, and now that I can type nearly seventy-five words a minute, it's easier to get it all down on paper.
Strauss again brought up my need to speak and write simply and directly so that people will understand me.
He reminds me that language is sometimes a barrier instead of a pathway.
Ironic to find myself on the other side of the intellectual fence.
I see Alice occasionally, but we don't discuss what happened.
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