It seems sleep is his problem. Several ominous signs scattered around.
Here he is facing "la rue des Mutilés," he talks about "le monsieur de Rouen" (charged with regularity, and Flaubertian), then "le tramway 7" is that of "Abattoir-Grands Bassins" (two terms of death, submersion).
He goes on to say "Je vais me coucher. Je suis guéri." But nobody says that when s/he is really cured.
Alas. Now "Journal" begins on the following page.
