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By Saturday afternoon, her internal clock had de-synced from her laptop and re-synced with the sun. She ate an apple sitting on the damp ground, not caring about the dirt. She watched an ant haul a crumb three times its size up a vertical blade of grass and felt a fierce, irrational pride in its stubbornness.

Elena laughed. It was a rusty, unpracticed sound, but real. Russianbare Enature Family Nudis High Quality

The cure, her doctor had said, was a weekend of “forest bathing.” A Japanese practice of simply being in the woods. Elena, a pragmatist, had translated this to: “A weekend of sitting still and doing nothing.” It sounded like a special kind of torment. By Saturday afternoon, her internal clock had de-synced