A little cottage 🏡 on the Woods 🏕️🌳🌲, my big dream!

I've always believed that dreams are like trees—you need to plant them in your heart, water them with imagination and patience, and eventually they will sprout into reality. My dream is a small cottage in the woods.

I picture it so clearly in my mind, as if it already existed—wooden walls fragrant with resin, soft light streaming through small windows, the scent of tea, and the sound of rain pattering on the roof. A wild meadow for bees grows in front of the house, and a path leads to a place where morning mists greet me each day.

This cottage would be a place for art, quiet hours of drawing, writing, and creating things that smell of the forest. I believe that in such a place, the soul breathes more fully. I could also care for animals as a foster home, and my ducks and chickens would live to a natural death, blessed with freedom and care.

Today I rent a room in the countryside, and my cottage is still just a dream—but I know that dreams have an extraordinary knack for finding their way. Sometimes they do it slowly, other times unexpectedly quickly. Maybe one day I'll wake up and, instead of gray, sterile walls in a room with no view... I'll hear a titmouse singing and see a wall of trees outside the window.

And for now, every illustration, every piece of crafts, every written thought is a small step towards that cottage. Because who knows – maybe that's where the magic lies? That a dream comes true before we even know it.

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