We need a gang of restless friends.
We need people to converse with; with humor, intelligence, respect and meaning.
We need to laugh at each other.
We need ideas.
We need somewhere to drink.
We need to sit around, in apartments and on terraces, the backs of taxis and the fronts of planes. Talking. Loudly.
We need to make everything.
We need to keep everything.
We need to throw everything away.
We need people who own credit cards that earn lots of air miles.