A Fear

David tells me he’s afraid to get up the last few mornings, but What can I tell him that’s true, What can I do to help him? I’m also afraid to get up in the morning in a sense; I’m afraid to let Grace know how I feel about her. I’m afraid to do it because I know she thinks about me now with no affection, no embarrassment, no obligation, expectation, or fear.

27 May 1977