6 Jan. 1945 Leg has kept me up the last couple of nights. Terrible itching. Fortunate side effect: time to think and study. I think I understand more about who my ancestor, King Otto, was. His ambitions and dreams. The righteous fire that burnt within him, almost I would dare say, divine in nature. He was destined to be the Holy Roman Emperor. What is my destiny? Or rephrase: can my destiny be controlled?