I used to know a man who owned a ranch in the rural areas of my county. He raised pigs every year and they were the loudest most lovable creatures I'd ever seen. Covered in mud, eating grossly, screaming, but they were so cute in my eyes, despite their size. He had donkeys, horses, goats, chickens and a rooster, stray dogs everywhere, crops growing around his fenced home, it's was always a lovely time when I would visit. He was a great man, I want to be a great person too, just like him. If only I could live the life I fantasize of.
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The Dream Cottage Fantasy
RandomI talk about my dream life and the fantasy I escape to from real life.