It’s amazing how fast and slow the time is passing when you are in a weird bubble as if spacetime collapsed and expanded at the same time.
So while I feel that I literally do nothing all day, at the same time days are passing very fast and at the end of each day I have had no time to do the few basic things I want to get done. I dunno, I’m confused. It all started with covid, until then things were functioning normal, then i fell through this black hole and nothing is how and where it’s supposed to be, maybe I ended up on a parallel world. It must be a version of the world where I don’t have a sense of humour because I havent been able to say or think anything remotely funny in days, which is the most tragic thing. But here too biology is broken as we have males competing against women in sports, which drives me insane and I’m just waiting for the day it will happen in freediving. Then maybe some of you PC readers will finally feel affronted too.
Anyhow, this last week feels like a blur: I did the Caribbean Cup and i got first place in FIM but at the same time I dont remember much of it. Maybe I got some PTSD from forcing myself out of bed and straight in the water without taking time to fully recover, which took a fair amount of willpower and my brain might be trying to forget the experience. Or maybe it’s just senility.
I only have 1 or 2 training dives left before the start of the World Championships and as always, I never feel prepared (but I guess most people feel the same).
And then I’ll fly home to Tenerife, which hopefully will still be there despite the massive fire that is burning it down these last 3 days. I hiked and ran every square meter of the forest that is no longer there and my heart breaks every time i think of all the birds and rabbits and hedgehogs that died.
Jeez, this world sucks, I want to get back to the original one, where is the portal??
