A few years ago, I rented a piece of land in the countryside and built a small farm of my own. After a few years, my entrepreneurial experience ended in failure.
Not long ago, I transferred the farm. Now that I think about the countryside where I have lived for a long time, the flowers and trees I planted, the houses I built, and the countryside scenery all year round, I miss it very much.
I originally wanted to write a cute article about group pets, but now I just want to write some words to commemorate my life in the countryside during those years, and give myself a hypothesis that maybe if I start over, I won't live my life as a failure.
They are healing words. I have completely given up on traffic. I hope these words can heal my paranoia about my own failure. I hope I can recover slowly step by step. I hope to write some stories about women helping each other. I hope that even if everything cannot be repeated, tomorrow will be better than today.
