Rick spent too long gazing out of his window on the quad below observing people hurrying to perform useful tasks. From his armchair he hoped to achieve an explanation for the events that had transformed his mundane academic life into one violating the laws of physics.
Perplexed, he rose and crossed to his bookcase, and selected The Power of Now by Ekhart Tolle. He often turned to this Canadian philosopher in moments of lassitude for stimulation. Settling down in the chair again he opened the book to a page marked by a scrap of cardboard. He read: ‘Yesterday is but today"s memory and tomorrow is today"s dream... ...What you perceive as precious is not time but the one point that is out of time: the Now. That is precious indeed. The more you are focused on time—past and future—the more you
