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So you see, sometimes I wish that I had a hot air balloon, as in Up. It would be a beautiful yellow, because I like yellow and it isn't gay but cheery instead. I'd sail around the world and behold breathtaking sunsets which appear right in front of my eyes. I'd see the world, from a birds eye view. I'd putter about the world, experience it for myself, and then satisfied, with my eyes brightened and my perspective widened again, I'd go back home. And when I was weary from life, I'd climb into that hot air balloon, and do it all over again.