it flies up into the darkness with our blood sweat tears hope fears wishes magic trust beliefs disbeliefs imagination fearlessness and wide eyed wonder. no, really, not exaggerating.

having never flown an hot-air balloon, it was exhilirating to discover that you gotta heat up the air first before it floats away. so it ain’t like a switch. oh.

a little ghostly no?
i keep wondering if it’ll reach the planes

all’s well.

[i rather like my blog design right now. but there was this nice theme that i saw that i can’t recall the name of..]