Importance

 Now it seems impossible not to notice the rushing by of time and all the same, the importance of taking all the moments we need to keep up our friendships: the other night, at Korali, the super Greek restaurant near me, gloriously situated up just one block so I can roll my way to it,  we were four, friends from long ago and not so very long ago. All doing different things,  in relatively different fields and New York places uptown and in the village (with others slotted in, Uganda, and Connecticut  for instance),  but something about a four-way conversation feels so terrifically and happily unlike a chat among three or a dialogue with two,  or, as must often happen, a monologue of one.