If you jump into the present, you'll land on a raft prepared to show you your life. At the center of boredom is a dark hole filled with nothing. If you look underneath peace, you might hear the silent screams of those fighting for harmony. When you toss sadness to the wind, it returns as a piece of hope yelling at you to keep fighting. If you turn to hope on high, you'll see the brightness of the future that you desire. When you tiptoe through the Valley of Happiness, you might find a gray rose amongst the yellow daisies. At the edge of silver is a loving husband standing by his wife's side. The sadness of puppies is letting go when the time is right. The antonym of pink is a man sitting alone in his room as a tear slides down his face. The swirl of loneliness sounds like a street lamp flickering in the black of the night.