Snapshots with Wilde bookends

— “Actors are so fortunate. They can choose whether they will appear in tragedy or comedy … But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications.” — Oscar Wilde

— Siobhan, Ben and I saw a ton of seals swimming around by the north point of the island. They would bob their big snouts up out of the water, very close to shore, and appear to stare straight at us, quizzically, like: “What the hell are you people doing out here?” The seals were everywhere. It was so so awesome.

— The Rockefeller book is fantastic. Encyclopedic, huge scope. This is no surprise. After all, I have read Ron Chernow’s magnificent biography of Alexander Hamilton. I am a huge huge fan.

— Two days of rain. Today is beautiful. I am so excited that I get to go OUTSIDE, I’m not sure where to go first.

— Made a list of everything I need to do when I come back home and started having a panic attack. No more of THAT.

— The wind howled about my house last night like shrieking fully alive beast. I went to bed at around 9 p.m., my new schedule, which I am enjoying very much. I am going to try to keep it up.

— Food is outrageously expensive out here and it makes me long for the cheap world of Manhattan, which just goes to show you the situation.

— This morning, before the sun came up, the rain was still pouring down. The porch furniture remained dry, so I sat out there, with my coffee, in the dark, soaking up the sounds and smells. I look at the bright blue sky now and can’t believe it’s the same day.

— “How much truer Imagination is than Observation.” — Oscar Wilde