And when life throws up one of its nasty surprises, as it will, more than once, when a doctor comes into my room wearing a grave expression, or a car suddenly veers in front of mine on the freeway, I know, in my bones, that it's the time I've spent going nowhere that is going to sustain me much more than all the time I've spent racing around to Bhutan or Easter Island.
A kad mi dan priredi ružno iznenađenje, kao što je to više puta bio slučaj, kad mi liječnik uđe u sobu s ozbiljnim izrazom lica, kad se na autocesti iznenada ispred mene ubaci drugi automobil, znam, duboko u sebi, da će me vrijeme koje sam proveo idući nikamo održavati mnogo dulje nego sve vrijeme koje sam proveo jureći Butanom ili Uskršnjim otokom.