Nothing at all to do and plenty of money to do it with. And a great cook and a driver. And someone to shop for clothes. And all the physical energy in the world. And Sofia, my facialist, living next door. And no one you love dying.

A solar-heated pool with a cold plunge for swimming at night and in the rain in winter. While I’m at it: a hot tub in the mountains so you can roll in the snow and back in the hot tub and do that over and over again. And massages three or four times a day until your body works just perfectly so that you’re "floating" as you walk. I may just be talking about being young.