The End Goal

When thinking about the end goal for their career, many people think about being a senior manager or engineer or designer or whatever field. Basically, the way we’re taught is that we should climb a corporate ladder to become the best whatever it is we’re doing right now. But for me, my end goal is to have a farm. 

City life is something I’ve never fully gotten comfortable with. I live in a smaller metro area and yet, its size is something that still gives me a lot of stress and anxiety every time I leave my place. Driving is scary, food is expensive, streets are loud, there are no stars at night, it’s just not my favorite thing. So part of me wonders if I’ll ever really find my place in these areas. My parents are huge advocates of me going to other major cities like New York or Boston or Atlanta, but I kind of just wanna leave it all. 

Part of me wants to leave behind all these corporate shenanigans in the big city and just go find somewhere where I can just live a nice, simple life. I would just have a plot of land in some random place of some random state where I could have a farm to grow my own food. I would be away from the hustle and bustle of city life. I could look up each night and see some goddamn stars for once in my life. It truly sounds so freeing. 

And obviously owning and caring for a farm is difficult work don’t get me wrong. Agriculture work is so difficult and so important to us it for sure deserves more respect and maybe more pay as well. But for me, I just need enough to be self-sufficient. I’m not looking to become a money-making business by selling exotic crops or anything like that. No, I just want to be removed from my current lifestyle. There’s so much happening all the time these days and because of technology, we have easy access to seeing and reading about all of it. It’s just so much it feels overwhelming like 90% of the time. And while I know running away is a cheap way out, I also cannot deny how nice it sounds to just be removed from all of that.

I don’t see this farm dream happening anytime too soon. I have no money to buy land even in the cheapest of places nor am I skilled enough to take care of myself through crops alone. Also, there’s a part of me that doesn’t want to leave it all. Part of me wants to keep caring, part of me wants to stay close to the city, part of me wants to try and climb the corporate ladder just to see if I can do it. Again, as much as I like to criticize the system, I also am a product of and a big player in it as well. 

But the dream lives on. The dream of going to bed being able to see constellations to waking up and seeing beautiful land is something to keep me going for now. If anyone would like to join this dream, please hit me up.