Friday, August 10:
R. dreamed that I wanted to go away, that I was sitting in the carriage, and that the horse reared up against me. We discuss the curious connection between his dreams and my thoughts. When I am troubled by sad thoughts which I keep to myself, he sees me in danger during the night!
He works or reflects, and I also in my own way; in the evening we continue with Lucian.
Night of shooting stars. R. says he does not care for them since the falling star in Heidelberg deceived him so: “But why did I apply it to the King? Perhaps it meant the manufacturer in Viersen?”