My tent

What is your safe place? Where do you relax? Where can you be completely yourself and let go of everything and everyone around you? Where do you charge?

She starts crafting and makes a tent out of paper. Cheerful colors and a blanket and pillows on the inside.

She talks about the camping trips she made in Ukraine. In the woods, by a lake, without other people.
This was the place for her to relax, not have to do anything, not have to meet anyone and be able to do whatever she felt like at that moment.

She places her tent at the edge of the table, with the opening facing away from the others. Away from everyone, with a view of nature.

She misses this feeling and wants to go camping somewhere again. But she doesn’t know how that works in Poland, or whether something similar can be found here. Because there is no money…