Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, February 26, 1916
Monday, Feb 26, 2024
A wonderful, wild day of blizzards. I droned indoors on a screen design, which I hated.
A period of vacillation has come over me again, which I thought was conquered forever. My whole existence seems to stretch forth as one continual fight against myself. There seems never to be a point where I can say to my soul, “I own you.” The universe becomes too complex.
Charles E. Burchfield, Feb 26, 1916 -