The last trip to the south turned out to be quite full of emotions. When you see everything with your own eyes, you perceive the events taking place in the country in a completely different way. And this I will tell you very much about reality.
I especially remembered several moments from this trip. One of which is about fatigue, which permeates all around in all spheres.
We were traveling from Kherson and it was already evening, it was raining very heavily. We wanted to drive through the detour several times, but everything was washed out and cars one after another were whistling their wheels, and we could not overcome the slippery swamp. Not all, but most are just like drift racing, only in slow motion. The idea of conquering the off-road was rejected and we returned to the main road, where a rather large queue of cars had already gathered, which had to go down the hill, but there was also a "but". The descent was like an ice rink. Cars slid one after another in different ways, depending on the skill of the driver.
All in the swamp, in the rain, military and civilian, all on the edge. Everyone holds on as best they can. Everyone is doing their own thing. And this is the same fatigue that exhausts to zero.
Now more than ever it is very important to support all those who protect our evenings. I want to thank everyone and anyone who is holding the front lines and fighting back the orcs!
