I was trying to cope with things I am totally unfitted by nature. Warm‐hearted and talkative at first sight, I stood aloof from the social whirl in my homeland and barely could stand someone around me for a long time. I was living alone, enjoying being by myself, insisting on my spiritual independence and physical personal space, preventing anyone from coming too close.
And here I am now - among huge family, without room for me in it, sleeping in the communal tent around the fire, no place for getting out any of my personal stuff (still in the backpack since I am here), nor staying alone doing something privately. Nevertheless, I get used to everything - physically and emotionally. My heart is captivated by the reddish sands, the beauty of the sand dunes and face‐liked canyons, by the pure‐minded and open‐hearted family, by my little brother, whose voice, bravery, calmness, wisdom and deep understanding look I will take forever with me.
There is time when the wind starts blowing in a different direction. Despite some complicated matters I am not forced to move. I just feel it right.