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Sylvia gives us another extended entry on a big date, this one with Bob. We will break it up into bite-sized parts, and here is part one.
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Just a few notes on a night that marks another stage in growing up: this time there was no pain, no passion, no hurt. Inside of me there was a core of self-possession. I have to hold on to this night, for in three days I’ll be plunged into a new world, and there’ll be confusion, dilemmas, as I fight to find the right equilibrium for myself again. But tonight I was in command of the whole situation.
-- Sylvia Plath Journals, 1950
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She is off to college in just a few days. Ah, the great expectations! I suppose most of us wind up disappointed, even traumatically so. At least Sylvia will also have her success.
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Just a few notes on a night that marks another stage in growing up: this time there was no pain, no passion, no hurt. Inside of me there was a core of self-possession. I have to hold on to this night, for in three days I’ll be plunged into a new world, and there’ll be confusion, dilemmas, as I fight to find the right equilibrium for myself again. But tonight I was in command of the whole situation.
-- Sylvia Plath Journals, 1950
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She is off to college in just a few days. Ah, the great expectations! I suppose most of us wind up disappointed, even traumatically so. At least Sylvia will also have her success.
