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"I do a lot of things". That is the profession that appears on my business card, which is something that still exists and I use. I do a lot of things and I don't get stressed easily and I know why: I live in 20-minute hits. I don't know if that's a success or a pity; deciding it still takes me more than 20 minutes. I spend 20 minutes showering, grooming myself and deciding what clothes to wear, 20 minutes eating breakfast, 20 minutes tidying the house, 20 minutes getting to my office (with a stop at the Zara window), 20 minutes talking to my mother; I take 20-minute breaks, open a book and spend 20 minutes on it, I can't stand meetings that are longer than 20 minutes. Wander around Instagram: 20 minutes. Yoga with Xuan Lan: I choose the 20-minute video. Nail drying time: 20 minutes. Twenty more minutes and then I get up. This is my biological clock. On many occasions I cheat and one, two or three blocks. I make my rules, I break my rules. With these blocks I control my time and that is a tremendous source of well-being. If I were called in for a TED talk it would be titled: "Have a little time left over." I hope they don't, but in 20 minutes I'd have a clear idea of ​​what to say. At what point did we stop using a mask (cosmetic) because it required 20 minutes. This product category asks us for the most valuable and also the most abundant thing we have: time. There are 72 blocks of 20 minutes a day, 504 a week. There is time to apply, from time to time, a moisturizing mask on our face or a nourishing mask on our hair. Fast cosmetics are always welcome, but slow cosmetics, oh how it challenges us. It impacts our waterline: that story that we tell ourselves with a lot of drama and that says we don't have time; like this, with a capital letter, as if we were Saint Thomas Aquinas.

There are cosmetics, especially masks, that require time. Their results may be similar to those that don't, but the way we deal with both is different. In one case it is a procedure, in another a ritual, although we are handling this poor word so much that it is losing its aura. As a good twenty-maniac I am a defender of the city of 20 minutes. This idea of ​​a city seeks that everything necessary to have a good life is accessible within 20 (or 15) minutes on foot, public transport or bicycle; some places like Portland, Melbourne or Paris have already started to make it a reality. Mayor who says she is carrying it out, mayor who has my vote; not exactly, but yes. I would register in Paris to be able to vote for Anne Hidalgo, one of the champions of this proposal. The city of 20 minutes is fabulous and also expensive, slow and breaks into 20,000 pieces the idea of ​​a city in which we have become accustomed to living, where the car is the protagonist and we have normalized taking an hour to get to work. That seems reasonable to us and leaving a mask with hyaluronic acid on for 20 minutes does not. How rare we are people. I live in my particular city of 20 minutes: it takes me that long to get to Parque del Oeste, I spend 20 minutes walking through it and it takes another 20 to return home. Paseo is one of my favorite cosmetics. Also, as a creature of my time, I do it by listening to podcasts. There's a 20-minute one called "Understand Your Mind," with psychological advice on common problems.

Veinte minutos

I like to reaffirm myself in my twenties and check that I am not alone in the world. Precht is an Austrian studio that has designed the Parc de la Distance. The idea arose at the beginning of the pandemic, when spaces were fantasized in which social distance was ensured. They have proposed a kind of labyrinth in which people can take 20-minute walks without crossing paths with anyone. The park drinks from French and Japanese gardens and the idea is that it be built on a plot of land in Vienna. The Parc de la Distance is perfect for misanthropic and twenty-maniac people. I have my hand up. Chaplin is also part of my club. He directed a silent short film in 1914 called Twenty Minutes of Love and which reaffirms me that even love can fit in 20 minutes. The short film lasts 10.

*Anabel Vázquez is a journalist. His confessed obsessions of her? The pools, the massages and the power games.

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