I know nature restores me — why don't I go?

You already found the medicine. You know exactly what heals you. This is more than most people ever learn about themselves. So this is not a knowledge problem. Something else is happening. What happens, usually, is this: the mind has filed "nature" under big trips, long weekends, the mountains far away. So the small moment — the tree outside your window, the five minutes on the step — does not register as the real thing. You are waiting for the whole meal and skipping the food in front of you. I did not find stillness in a forest. I found it washing dishes, walking to market, sitting on a hard floor in a crowded city. The nature you need is closer than you think. The practice is in noticing what is already reachable, and touching it, even for a moment, on purpose.