ivanananan/relationships

"(...)Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
Remembering that one extinguished fire with clothing, I took an old coat and beat you with it.
But again the transmutations began and it went so far that you were no longer even there, instead it was I who was on fire and it was also I who beat the fire with the coat.
But the beating didn't help and it only confirmed my old fear that such things can't extinguish a fire. (...)"
Franz Kafka to Milena Jesenska, 1921.