I dream that I am in a dense forest, and there are a lot of porcini mushrooms in it. I pull one out of the loose soil, and I see another one behind it, and another one. I dream that I am moving to a new, bigger apartment, and you are helping me move and arrange the furniture. I dream that I am sailing out to sea at night in a boat, and I forget which way to return to the shore. I also dream about the war. I dream of whole blocks of houses breaking and falling. How a huge and terrible wave of explosion demolishes everything. How we hide and cling to the walls and to each other.