I really like swimming. One of the few physical activity that I can safely practice without the fear of breaking apart. It feels safe, comforting, cuddly. And yet I remember a part of my childhood when I consistently dreamt about drowning. When we had swimming-class in P.E. and I faked illness to get out. It's the unforgiving duality of water, how it keeps you alive and supports you and helps you through difficult times, and how it drowns you and shames you and hides you when you have no way to hide anymore.
It's an amazing text with an even better presentation, you really made something great here! I really liked reading through the swimdex and the linked articles at the end of the playthrough, it felt like a postmortem of sorts and a bleed of reality into the pool. Thank you for this!