If you were Jesus with missing years to kill where would you go?

Yesterday upon the stair,
I saw a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish that he would go away.

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

He saw either death or the approach of it everywhere. But his undertaking now occupied him all the more. He had to live his life to the end, until death came. Darkness covered everything for him; but precisely because of this darkness he felt his undertaking was the only guiding thread in this darkness, and he seized it and held on to it with all his remaining strength.