You could do a lot worse.

Thank you for you consideration

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.

I like Books...

Peeta. Blut wie Regentropfen am Fenster. Wie feuchte Erde an den Stiefeln.

And don't you let your guard down for a second because you think anything's inevitable.