I love nature, walking in the forest, enjoying fresh air. Flowers, colours, everything is so microscopic and wondrous. I love the sun, daylight, spring and summer. I love the colours of autumn and when wind blows the fallen leaves. I love the white powder-like snow which reflects all the sunlight. I love the soft snow in which one can fool around and feel like a child again.

I love hot milk cacao, bread rolls straight from oven, the warm front of fireplace in the heart of winter. I love wrapping myself in the warm sheets by the night, I love water running down my skin. I love waking up lazyly to the morning sunshine, I love ice-cream, watermelon, grapes. I love when people watch me weirdly in the streets when I'm smiling to myself like mad...

I love to spin around and take small gallop steps when walking. When queueing to canteen I love to beat rhythms on my nails with my student card. I love singing my voice raw when cleaning up. I love when I start to cry smiling when I'm happy... I love when I forget my umbrella home and I get so soaked that I start to laugh. I love when inspiration strikes by night and by small hours I'm giggling like a maniac by myself, I love when people think I'm drunk when I'm sober. I love when someone's baking and a wonderful aroma is coming from the kitchen.

I love ripping empty plastic mugs and candy bags to pieces, I love jamming to my music at bus stops. I love watching people passing by, I love sitting hours in the restaurants, I love when someone's doing my hair. I love watching lovers smiling at each other, I love the small, lovely moments, the little, meaningless things. They make life so worth living.

So what if death comes, we have bloomed once.