Dear diary, Today was a leisure day. I visited Jay again, we set in his Study and talked. This was the first time I was invited into his Study; he was usually very careful about this part of his chambers, because of all those business stuff, I guess. Very unusual, indeed; but judging by the situation, I should be able to tell that unusual things are not that unusual anymore. We… talked about Daisy again. I didn’t mean to bring up the topic again; it just, sort of happened. Actually, that is what has been happening a lot lately. After Jay told Daisy about his… big plan. The marriage plan. Jay was madness dressed like a gentleman. He had had loads of dreams and plans in his mind, the main characters were him and Daisy. Everytime I look into his …show more content…
This was too personal, this was the only truth Jay had given me so far, since I haven’t even a clue if the name I’m calling him everyday is actually his real name. What I witnessed these days, what I had been through, these was all too much and overwhelming. Only now that I set in front of my desk, writing all my thoughts into my diary, staring at the lights coming out of one of Gatsby’s windows -- possibly the Study, judging by its location, I had had one moment of peace and calmness. Life in the Long Island become very un normal since the moment I moved into this house, since I had been noticed by Jay. By the great, charming Gatsby, by my own relative’s