At the highest point of Gulangyu Island, I found the key to fighting anxiety.

"Fifth year in Shanghai, escaped to Qinhai Manor for three days to cure my mental exhaustion - 🌅 Islander Time Rules 07:00 Woken by the sea breeze, not the alarm clock 10:00 Read Shu Ting's "True Water Without Fragrance" to the sound of the waves 15:00 Watch ants carry pizza crumbs across granite cracks 19:17 Witness the East China Sea swallow the 103rd salted egg yolk 🛋️ Space Healing Prescription ▫️ General Sea View Room: The teak table has borne a heavier history, making my PPT anxiety seem so insignificant ▫️ Banyan Courtyard: A 50㎡ terrace serves only 1 cup of tea. It turns out that "owning" doesn't have to be possessing. ▫️ Whisky Library: A 1930s map tells me that all commercial areas will eventually fade into historical footnotes 🍃 Philosophy Learned Before Leaving the Island → Accept the wounds of life like granite accepts chisel marks → Learn from wooden shutters to cut light, not block it → Become a wave: Repetition is about arrival, not involution