Where They End Up


Saw a balloon, floating on the Chicago river, as I was walking home. I guess this is one possible destination of where all those balloons go when you let them go.

Whenever I chance to see a balloon just floating along in the sky, I always wonder whether someone let it go accidentally, or on purpose.

Now I’m wondering when it is, that we lose our fascination with balloons. Kids seem to love them. But after a certain age… they just don’t capture our interests as much, it seems.

Thinking about it some more, I guess in many respects, they still capture my interest.

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