I don’t know if we can pin this ever-vibrating busyness for all the depression in the world but it sure isn’t helping. The thing that sounds so nice here is the idea of time to reflect on what has happened throughout the day. That is something I should find more of.
My gaze lost in infinity, I felt as if thanks to that Hong Kong fortune-teller I was rediscovering not only the pleasure of travel but that of life itself. Gone was the anxiety; no longer did I feel the passing of the days to be fraught with drama. I listened to those who spoke to me and enjoyed what was happening around me; I had leisure to put my impressions in order, to reflect. Time and silence - so necessary, so natural - have by now become luxuries which only a few can afford. That is why depression is on the increase.
From A Fortune-Teller Told Me: Earthbound Travels in the Far East by Tiziano Terzani