Unfortunately, crying is choking me, but I still delete my messages to you. This won’t work, I don’t know why, but I feel that it’s better if we don’t deal with each other. . I can’t stand any more misunderstandings, that’s for sure. I experienced the same phenomenon now while listening to you: everything is going well, everything is fine, but suddenly something opposite happens in your speech, which then confuses me, and I don’t even know who I am and what I’m doing. Your words zigzag back and forth, I can never stand this, because I only have one and one-way street signs. I only go one way and not back and forth. I’m not going anywhere by ignoring you, because I can’t see either the goal or the direction. Maybe I should figure that out for myself, myself of course, because I don’t want to drag others down with me. An archer only knows where he is going, otherwise he wouldn’t be called an arrow. So it seems to me that my task is exactly the opposite of yours: to determine the target and hit it. Not hesitating a lot about going this way or that, taking someone with me? No, I just want to be alone with you to clarify one thing or another! I’m telling You, let’s not keep stealing our precious time, let’s not sabotage ourselves, let’s finally go through this baptism of fire, so that we can sleep peacefully afterwards, because we did what we could. I intentionally shortened the letter now when translating, because I had already written my letter to you before taking a bath. But now you can see the shorter version, because I don’t really like wordplay. I don’t know how busy you are these days, what kind of work you have, that you could spare time for a personal meeting, just between the two of us: To meet halfway somewhere in the east, in a city near a Hungarian-Romanian crossing? Because lately I’ve been taking the train a lot, 3 hours to Balatonfüred, 3 back, and I got so into it that it occurred to me, what if we could arrange a meeting with you now? If your answer is yes, I would rather suggest discussing the details in person, our secret agenda doesn’t belong in the public domain, in my opinion. I don’t know what you think? I await your respectful answer (I just laughed, because for some reason I almost wrote to you that You are my Apostle, – I don’t know why it came to me like this) I send my greetings from here, from Buddhapest, very far from you.

Bakó Erzsébet – (Just call me Kitti, because my Betti era is long over.)

2025. July 3, 21:18 Hungarian time”