Dear bird,

I get it. All of a sudden, it is warm and sunny and everything smells and you all probably think: hey, let´s mate! You know what? You all die at the end of the year! Or the next one. Or even the next morning! Nobody cares about your stupid little eggs and showing off. You shit all over the place, annoy people sleeping and remind us how pesky your pointless hope is. So take my advice, calm down, take your shit and die right away.

Thank you for your understanding.

Best regards,

Andrea Veselá