Abdinz

There’s something profound about dreaming in silence. While others chase the neon lights of city dreams, mine glows with the soft warmth of morning dew on grasslands. I’ve always found peace in simplicity, and my future unfolds like a well-worn map in my mind – each crease marking a milestone I’m steadily working toward.

I see it clearly: a patch of fertile land, carefully chosen where water flows nearby. Perhaps a river that whispers stories of the mountains, or a natural spring that brings life to the soil. It’s here where I’ll build more than just a house; I’ll build a legacy, brick by brick, alongside the woman who will share this vision of tranquility.

The farm I envision isn’t about scale – it’s about sustainability and sufficiency. I picture a modest flock of chickens pecking at dawn, their eggs waiting to be gathered in warm nests. A few gentle goats grazing on the hillside, providing milk for our table and meat for special occasions. And perhaps a cow or two, their morning milk a ritual that connects us to the rhythm of the land.

But the heart of this dream beats strongest when I think of the family that will grow here. Two children, learning life’s most valuable lessons not from screens, but from the soil beneath their feet and the sky above their heads. I want to prepare them for tomorrow’s world while keeping them grounded in timeless wisdom. Teaching them to code with the same hands that helped plant tomorrow’s dinner – that’s the kind of father I aspire to be.

Our companions in this life will extend beyond the human family. I can already feel the loyal presence of a dog, our steadfast friend in all seasons. And horses – these magnificent creatures will be our connection to adventure, carrying us through mountain trails and forest paths, whether we’re hunting or simply seeking the thrill of exploration.

As day fades to dusk, I imagine sitting by a crackling campfire, watching the sun paint the sky in hues that no city dweller ever truly sees. And when morning breaks, I’ll be there to greet it, watching the first light spill over the horizon, grateful for another day in this purposeful life.

Some might call it a simple dream, but to me, it’s the richest kind of existence. Every step I take today – every decision, every saving, every skill learned – brings me closer to this vision. It’s not just about owning land or building a house; it’s about creating a sanctuary where life’s truest pleasures can be savored in their purest form.

This is the future I’m building, quietly but determinedly. And somehow, putting these words to paper makes the dream feel more tangible, more achievable. After all, every great journey begins with a vision, and this is mine – a testament to the power of living intentionally, sustainably, and close to the earth that sustains us all.