Do you want to play with me?Let’s make up strange theories, ask stupid questions, send each other little pieces of our lives, and try to figure out the truth of the universe — even if the truth turns out to be something we made up ourselves.I miss the kind of friendship we had as kids, when nobody needed a reason to talk. We could be silly, curious, dramatic, completely random, and then suddenly serious for five minutes. No performance, no networking, no trying to impress each other. Just: “Hey, look what I found.”