# Painting
# Drawing
I close my eyes and my journey begins I can leave whenever I want but better in May I carry a passenger friend under my arm Who will get on that hot air balloon with me I take my hat and my cane And I begin my journey towards my decision In fact, that's what travel is for, to free the mind And to divert all the problems and worries of the present My journey is personal, my journey is internal Once back on land I will be a better person