I didn’t escape from the psychiatric hospital. However, I’m not used to going out to the town with a ballons in my hand. So I was doing everything else just not to be with them in a center of a small town, in the crowd of passers. However, my longing to color was much stronger and I decided to this balloon madness. And so what? I don’t regret!!!
Cause my colorful wardrobe constantly stimulates my senses and makes me quite freak man :)