My City Life
(A Cottagecore Comedy)

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I wake up to the sound of sirens and horns
I rush to get ready, no time for yawns
I hop on the subway, packed like sardines
I try to ignore the smells and the scenes

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I arrive at the office, greeted by stress
I check my emails, a pile of mess
I work on my tasks, deadlines looming
I sip my coffee, bitter and gloomy

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I take a lunch break, a sandwich to go
I walk in the park, a breath of fresh air
I spot a flower, a rare sight to see
I smile for a moment, a glimpse of Cottagecore

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I go back to work, more meetings and calls
I deal with problems, complaints and brawls
I finish my day, exhausted and drained
I head to the subway, delayed and strained

 

I get home at last, a tiny apartment

I cook some dinner, a frozen meal
I watch some TV, a nature show
I dream of meadows, a cozy feel

 

I long for a change, a simpler life

I wonder if I can, escape the strife
I browse the internet, a blog I find
I read about Cottagecore, a lifestyle trend

 

I learn about nature, beauty and harmony

I learn about activities, gardening and baking
I learn about community, sustainability and kindness
I learn about myself, values and purpose

 

I decide to try, a Cottagecore experiment

I buy a mug, a floral design
I plant some herbs, a basil and a mint
I bake some bread, a loaf of sourdough

I use my mug, a reminder to be kind

I nurture my herbs, a connection to nature
I enjoy my bread, a reward for my effort
I feel a difference, a sense of well-being

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I realize that Cottagecore, is more than an aesthetic

I realize that Cottagecore, is a way of living
I realize that Cottagecore, is a choice and a mindset
I realize that Cottagecore, is a remedy for my soul

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