10/26 And so we flew to Sweden.

My son gets a VR headset for his birthday, and so does J – she had to fight really hard not to open hers before we got here so she could try it together with him. I tried it on, too, and for the first time I saw windows positioned in the space around me, which I could manipulate with my laser hands. Also a keyboard I could type on with these lasers.

I censored myself when I wrote about the funeral earlier. What I deleted was: I have always wondered whether people who weep at funerals have spent sufficient time thinking about death. I understand if it’s a sudden, untimely death. But old age? (Nobody wept at this funeral.)