Good, he replied. Now go to bed. And Mira? Sometimes in life, you just need a full reset—not a reboot, not a restart. A clean slate for the thing that connects you to everything else. Same goes for your brain.
The Wi-Fi icon—the familiar fan of solid arcs—was back. Connected. Full strength.
"Why me? Why now?" she whispered, staring at the blinking cursor on her unsent email.