Another Wave. Another struggle.

11th September 2021

I’m collecting winter clothes and food from the forest. They belong to me, some of them belong to other people who are temporarily, living here. We are expecting to be able to go somewhere now. Getting ready for it. I see a wave (wave of consciousness that also brings some turbulences) coming my way. I’m finding a piece of fence to hold on to and to take pressure of the wave. Thanks to that I didn’t get washed away. After the wave washing away I see that I have been holding on to a metal barbed wire fence sticking out of the water. It seems that the wave has gone through the border of a country.