January 22nd, 1976

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Ladies and Gentlemen:

I would like to take this opportunity to announce where my head has gotten as contrasted to where my head was when this journal began.

“Adolescent fantasies of romantic love. The journal of a pitiful neurotic dealing with endless passions that can never be satisfied in this life– on this earth.”

Forget it. Here and now I am a grown man with a grown man’s needs and passions. And I’ll tell you something beautiful and wonderful, honey– My needs and passions can be satisfied on this earth.

I am alive and wondrously happy and my whole life is stretching in front of me like some beautiful early morning dream.

God, I love being alive.