I received a note from Chloë yesterday, asking me where she has been of late. This seems perverse, as I don’t know where anyone has been of late, as I myself have been away and managing my affairs by remote control. She also begged to remind me that these are the days that try to turn into weeks and months but will stop short at turning into years. I have no idea what she’s talking about. Indeed, I don’t know who this Chloë person is. I can only assume the note was delivered to the wrong address.