Do you remember how it was to be completely under water for the last time? I can remember. Everything slows down, everything is silent and wonderful and in peace or pieces, depending on the situation.
I am in pieces currently but just hiding in some crystal clear or hilariously dirty water doesn’t help that much after all… Sometimes, when I am tired of all this shit, I’ll fill my bathtub with some really hot water, throw in one of that expensive but wonderful LUSH bath bomb thingies and just hit the floor. Lying on my back inside this close-to-hurting ho water and staying there, with closed eyes until my lungs burn and I’l have to hit the surface, have to breathe again and get back into reality… Give me 5 minutes, total silence and I’ll be fine afterwards…
But why do I have to get back to the surface?
Wouldn’t the ideal thing be just staying under, waiting for the world to change and adapt around me and coming back to something better?