After two weeks of consecutive overtime work, I felt as if my body had been doused in lead—my shoulders and neck stiffened to the point of making loud cracks, and even when lying down, my mind kept replaying work lists. It wasn't until a friend introduced me to the whale P3 floatation pod that I truly understood the meaning of "complete relaxation.".

When I pushed open the door to the experience room, I was immediately warmed by its design: the soft, curved lines of the beige cabin reminded me more of a "private healing space" in a bedroom than an industrial product. The staff handed me a disposable bathrobe and earplugs, saying with a smile, "You'll soon feel like returning to your mother's womb." At first, I didn’t take this seriously, but as I lay inside the cabin, I was completely convinced.

After pressing the start button, the cabin door slowly closed without any sense of oppression—the starlight lamp at the top gradually brightened, as if bringing the entire night sky into this small space. Paired with the faint white noise, the tightly strung nerves relaxed slightly. The constant 37°C saltwater cradled the body, free from the pressure of water, allowing the limbs to float effortlessly, as if gently drifting through clouds. At first, I instinctively reached out to grasp something, but then realized it was unnecessary: the buoyancy of the saltwater held the body steady, even cradling the neck with tenderness. The usually stiff lumbar spine from prolonged sitting gradually softened with warmth.

The most delightful moment was the "sensory blank slate." With no notifications from my phone and no external sounds to disturb me, I tried closing my eyes, and my usually chaotic mind gradually quieted down. After about 20 minutes, I even forgot where my limbs were, feeling as if every inch of my skin was breathing. The soreness in my shoulders and neck melted away like warm water, and even the usual pulsing in my temples calmed down. At one point, I accidentally fell asleep and woke up thinking a long time had passed, only to realize only 40 minutes had gone by. That state of being awake yet relaxed felt more comfortable than a full eight hours of sleep.

When I stepped out of the cabin, I instinctively touched my shoulders and neck—the originally stiff muscles had softened significantly, and even my footsteps seemed lighter. The staff explained that this was because the body experiences a "zero-gravity" state during floating, allowing the muscles to truly enter a repair mode without resisting gravity. Later, I began visiting weekly, sometimes to relieve fatigue after overtime work, and other times to recharge on weekends. Every time I emerged from the cabin, it felt like pressing a "reset button," with my mood becoming much more peaceful.

I used to think "relaxation" was a luxury, until I met the whale P3 and realized: true healing doesn’t require trekking through mountains and rivers—it only takes 60 minutes of "floating time" for yourself. When the body sheds its burdens and the mind bids farewell to noise, the vitality hidden beneath exhaustion will gradually return.