December 29. The sparkle of the sea is truly extraordinary, and we puzzled over whether anything about the astronomical height of the sun or the clarity of the water contributes to it. We manage quite well to really do nothing at all for long stretches of the day. To sleep unhealthily long, to stay in bed outrageously long. Yes, J is practicing Don Juan, yes, I’m writing an essay, but it’s really less than we should be doing.