April 5, 1939, Wednesday
I worked overtime tonight as we had so much work to do. Marked quite a pile of orders too. Then I rushed home, ate supper, and caught the 7:00 bus up to Karin's. She was still in bed when I came but she didn't seem so very sick. Dave was there too but he didn't stay long. He doesn't interest me anymore, but he's nice. I probably should be interested. I don't know when it comes to me I'm a total loss I just don't know what I like or what I don't like. I'm afraid I'm looking for an ideal that doesn't exist. Karin and I had a rather nice if quiet visit and I left about 10:15.
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