Move out of the apartment and into a house with 4+ acres of land, with the house situated smack dab in the middle of it, surrounded by trees.
Hey neighbor, name's Ed. Where you from? Family's been on this land here for darn near 150 years. 12th generation chicken farmer, that's right. Hey, leeme show you around. Keep our roosters in pens down by the gully. Got 'bout 150 of them right now, don't keep too many. Boy but do they ever get going on a clear morning, I tell you what. 5k hens in the barn though, just popping out money.
All our runoff settles in the pond here across the fence from your place, makes for some good fertilizer. What ya planning on growin? Well if you want any you know where to get it. Best when it's fresh like now. Anytime you need, just borrow a bit. Don't be a stranger like the Johnsons over there. Never hear a peep from them, 'cept when their boy brings home a new rifle. Loves shooting those things off. Just between you and me though, boy ain't been right since he got back from Iraq couple years back. Bless him he's a good boy, just worry 'bout him is all.
That monster in the mirror, he just might be you. -Grover