Let’s go back to New York, or even just the little hotel in New Jersey you have to zoom through the tunnel from the city to get to. Let’s sit in the smooth but not soft chairs until they tell us we have to go to bed because we’re still little, we don’t feel little but we are. Let’s laugh like we know it isn’t ending. Let’s feel okay. Let’s stay so far away from our problems that they can’t possibly reach us here, in this empty lobby, in this magical quiet place. Let’s stay up as late as we can; I don’t want to go to bed.