24 18S, 003 27E 700 nautical miles from the Saint Helen’s Island

I am struggling a bit because the wind has got stronger recently... It’s been a couple of days like that but yesterday my windy friend exaggerated a bit... I suppose I had managed to forget what it’s like to be wet and tired, and what it feels like when you clench your jaws so hard in effort that it results in a splitting headache afterwards...
I also learned the difference between fear and anxiety. There is no problem when I have to go to the bow and check the anchor and the rest. But when I look at the house-sized waves and worry if I will make it through without damage... then it’s different. I met one of such waves in the morning. It was just as high as the crosstree and it flooded the inside of Tanasza, Geez! Everything’s wet; now, maybe THIS is the occasion when I could cook something... eh?