In this letter to Scott from her hospital room while being treated for mental illness, Zelda Fitzgerald yearns for days gone by:

I wonder why we have never been very happy and why all of this has happened– It was much nicer a long time ago when we had each other and the space about the world was warm– Can’t we get it back someway– even by imagining?

It reminds me sadly, of a line from an old Doobie Brother’s song, What a Fool Believes:  “Trying hard to recreate what had yet to be created.”  She seems just on the precipice of realizing that what she’s longing for was a time that never really existed.



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  1. …wow… this makes my heart ache for her and all who shared this sentiment… especially the ones that I put through this kind of emotional agony…


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