Stay longer and we’ll talk all night.

I look forward to the next period when conversations never need to end, laughter, brilliant realizations, the inventions of eons, all waft into the star-lit darkness like moths drawn to a searchlight.

We are tuned in now and have the apparatus – a brain – for inventive riddles and the unraveling of scientific theories.

We never rattle on about the traffic on the roads and what he said, she said, they said and did. Not often!