If I start early maybe I can write a blog before seven other things intervene. Actually , I did start early, about 3 a.m., but I had to do other things and then I got sleepy again and slept an hour past swimming time, and now I’ve had my swim and breakfast and here it is, here I am, there you are—well into another day , and what are we going to do now? As little as possible, or, at least, as little as possible that involves contact with other people.

We’re living in a Beckett play. I hope we live through it.