Today we swam at Marble Falls. We didn’t stay in long, though, because the water was pretty murky. Gavin asked to go swimming as soon as he woke up, but I stalled for a couple of hours and tried to negotiate waiting until we got back to Austin to go to the pool, but he wouldn’t have it. So I got in for about thirty minutes and then got out on the pretext that I liked to be able to see my legs when swimming. He said, “Why do you want to see your legs?” I responded that it made me uncomfortable for parts of my body to disappear when I knew they were still there. He said he couldn’t see his hand, but he felt great. This is the tenor of many of our conversations.