I've had my obsessions with balloons since I was a child. I remember going to my aunt's house in winter and playing in the fields with balloons from my uncle's shop. We used to catch fireflies and keep them in a balloon and play with them as nightlights. They eventually died, which I regret now. Growing up, we have to experience a lot of harshness, suffering in the real world. We just want to get back to those simpler days, the days with the balloons.