Franz Kafka. Diaries (№ 130837)

The reason experienced by me when talking with people difficulties difficulties, unknown to others - is that my thinking, or rather, the content of my consciousness is very vague, I myself, while it only concerns me, serene and sometimes even smugly assured, but because the human conversation requires acuity, support and continuous connectivity - that is what is not in me. Nobody wants to soar with me in the misty clouds, and even if anyone wants, I won't be able to drive the fog from his head - between two people he will melt and become nothing.