Stalkin' Resha!

I've been creating fantasies of my own again.
For those who are rotting at home, following in my footsteps might not be a bad idea. You never know what greater good might come out of the sandcastles you build in the air.

Here's my fantasy -
I want to be a farmer, with my own place, and have my little family. I can sell my cattle and veggies to make ends meet.
Away from civilisation. Away from the city. The simple life.

Except, I think I realized that fantasies aren't called fantasies for nothing.

So, here's the Greater Good -
I'll work and work during my education years, and start saving up money. When I venture into the working world, I'll continue saving until one day, I have enough money to buy a place at Tuas or Jurong Far West -- wherever the furthest is.
Then I would grow greens at my front lawn, rear sheep and cows at my porch, chickens and ducks at the back..

So you see, because of my fantasy, I'm inspired to work hard and earn money for my farming dream. Well, at least this is my inspiration for now until my next fantasy comes along. Haha.