How to quickly kill boredom.
It’s 7 in the evening and I’m in the Losar village, at 13,420 feet on the banks of the Spiti river and at one end of the Spiti valley, surrounded by magnificent mountains, some of whom bear snow on the tops.
I’m working in my large room, but not alone. There is a family of rats making silly noises in their equally large room between sheets of wood in the ceiling.
Suddenly I get so bored that I don’t feel like doing anything. So I step out of the warm room into the cold outside. It’s -5 degrees with gusts of wind, stars, and the waxing crescent moon. I stand there for maybe 10 minutes and all boredom disappears — from my head, from my body.