The Cure

While neither a rocket surgeon nor a brain scientist, I’ve picked up some knowledge about black holes. Initially presented as a theory by one John Michell in 1783, and since then researched by people way smarter than I, black holes are basically described as dead stars that have collapsed, where the gravitational force is so strong that electromagnetic radiation (like for example, light) cannot escape. I, being a simpleton and all, used to think they were empty, but of course I was wrong - the concentrated mass is just invisible due to the strong gravity (the whole light-can’t-escape-thing in action). Any particles or mass falling into the hole stay there and can never get out. 2020 has been historic and while things haven’t been that severe here in terms of lockdowns, I can understand the comparison with a black hole. The thankful difference of course, being that we’ll be able to get out. Into 2021 first of all, but hopefully also out of harm’s way.

But before we reach that light, we need to kill some winter-time in a responsible and corona safe manner. So what to do? Well, our suggestion is to brave the conditions and take the plunge into something that at first probably seems worse than a black hole – the icy waters of Stockholm. A balm for your soul, experienced winter swimmers would try to convince you, but yes, we were hesitant too. But you only regret what you don’t do, and after trying it our brave writer could see the logic in cold baths curing winter depression, anxiety and almost any other problem you could think of.