Sometimes I can spend hours dreaming about the future and what I want from it and as a person that is very impatient it can lead to me feeling rather disappointed. My longing for the rolling hills and mountains of Scotland, for my want to live amongst them. To have a creek for Elliott to play in, chickens to nurture and lay us eggs (even though right now Elliott doesn't like eggs) for my love for ducks waddling around the garden. To grow things, wild things and spend our days living life as simple as we can make it. It's a want that is so deep inside and it's a want that I know will help change my life and I know one day it will happen but for now it isn't possible and it's bloody torture. I shall keep dreaming my dream because I have hope.