They remind me of childhood birthday parties; of fairy floss and carnivals; having too much fun trying to pop and squish them by jumping up, down and all around on them; trying with all your might to blow them up, losing your breath and nearly fainting in the process. For me, balloons evoke happiness, freedom, love, adventure and solitude all at the same time, but I mostly love them just because they make me smile, no matter how crap I'm feeling.
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