Deeply Playful...

I've seen material wealth. Great material wealth. It looks nice and inspires envy and puts too much emphasis on second and third tier desires. Look, all we really want out of life is some sense of purpose in our work and to have people around us who "get" us. I can't stress the importance of this latter part enough. We need others around us who legitimately enjoy our quirks and our outlook, who can tap into our intellectual and emotional reserves, and with whom we can laugh and grow. Quiet lives of desperation are no longer fashionable my dears.

I've spent a certain amount of time around older people in the last few years. The ones who are most alive are like wise children with wrinkly skin. They have retained their curiosity and creativity and married them to their collected wisdom. They have edited their anxieties, tallied up their observations, and somehow perfected their identities. They are ready for anything that engages them and allows them to relate to others in deeply playful ways.

This, amigos, I wish for you.

("Mrs. Peel, We're Needed!" from the Avengers)