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To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
[Journal entry]
1 June 1773
Two days have passed and still I sleep restlessly, if I sleep at all. My countenance has suffered for it, and I dread sitting before the mirror each day. Katie had commented that perhaps I am suffering from an affliction of some sort. I do not even have the energy to write long, nor paint, nor play a piece. Thus has this lethargy settled in my whole being. I wonder if I shall ever feel the vibrant energies I did before I came to this house...
My dearest wish,
I shall write Mama
Come the morning...
[a series of sentences, begun, crossed out, and abandoned, end the day's entry. No further entry is seen until 3 June]
[Journal entry]
3 June 1773
I have received a parcel from La Rocca. In it is the most wonderful gift from my dear friend Lady Aphrodite Macbain... the gift of sleep! I am almost too exuberant to fully describe the manner of this elixir... such dreams! One moment in gauzy chemise, unabashedly spread in a field of flowers so vibrant, so delicate yet un-crushed, their tendrils and soft blossoms formed to make nature's most fragrant, colorful and exquisite bed. O, and the next, a vivid sunlight, so bright I feared the light would burn my sight away and so fearful was I of missing one single flash of colour... such a riot of hues and shadow! I shall heed my friend's warning that only a small amount of thislaudanum be taken, even though I long to see and lay amongst that field of blossoms once again.
I should be wary of such open admissions and yet I am so giddy for the blessing of a sound and lengthy slumber!
I slept so soundly and so long, I nearly danced down the stair this morning to breakfast, though I was quite long past the set time, and I understand Mrs. Burridge was quite cross with me, but nothing... nothing at all could sour my mood to day! I am taking a turn in the park and will have paper, pen and ink set out on the bench beneath the tree, to write a note in thanks. As the day looks to be quite fine, I shall also set some time aside to select some roses and lavender to make a gift for her in return.
I did not realise that madame Macbain provided more than coffee. A whole new side to this gracious lady.......
A lovely and quite helpful gift, Aphrodite is quite resourceful. Beautifully written =]