Laughing so hard you can’t breathe with people you trust is the real luxury tier.

Notice what the best twenty minutes of your month usually cost: almost nothing. Somebody said something stupid at the exact right moment, you lost control of your face, and for a while your whole body was busy. That state is not for sale, and no amount of money makes it more likely to happen.

Protect the conditions instead of chasing the feeling. It needs people who do not make you perform, a bit of unscheduled time, and the willingness to be unattractive for thirty seconds. Say yes to the pointless hangout this week. The good ones almost never look important on the calendar.