Cure for neuroses

Up in the morning and to my uncle Fenner’s, thinking to have met Peg Kite about her business but she comes not, so I went to Dr. Williams, where I found him sick in bed and was sorry for it. So about business all day, troubled in my mind till I can hear from Brampton, how things go on at Sturtlow, at the Court, which I was cleared in at night by a letter, which tells me that my cozen Tom was there to be admitted, in his father’s name, as heir-at-law, but that he was opposed, and I was admitted by proxy, which put me out of great trouble of mind.

My thinking, sick
and sorry all day,
cleared at night.

Tell me my name
and put me
out of mind.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 7 October 1661.

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