Låke looked as if he had never thought about it. Now he gazed at me with amusement, and spoke the following sentence, which I will forever remember: “You can’t think that far ahead, you’ll go crazy!” He giggled loudly now. I barely understood the comment at the time, but I saved it in the back of my mind, and later, in the evening, I would take it out and realize its mind-boggling core: he lived only in the now.
