This short story is a POV from the perspective of you living in cottagecore aesthetic:
You lead a simplistic lifestyle in a rural setting.
You have a small cottage and a garden where you grow your own food.
You are pursuing a degree in botany.
You enjoy the little things.
This is just full of thoughts related to the version of me that lives in a cottage in a small village with my best friend. Some poetry some songs idk whats happening tbh.