When I was young, I always dreamt that I lived underwater. In a place a bit like this. Everything was calm, balanced and under control, there was no conflict or unecessary rushing of time. A minute felt like a minute and a year felt like a year. Time and space have become so blurred, so forgotten yet emphasised in the world we live in today. Nothing really is as it is. An hour can feel like a decade and a year can feel like a second.