Saw a Balloon at 8:27 PM

I watched a balloon today, sitting in traffic, waiting for the light to turn green. Small and yellow, it had just enough helium in it to allow the yard or so of ribbon below to support its flight mid air. Halfway between falling and flying it jumped and danced as the wind carried it across six lanes of traffic. From one end of the street to the other, I waited for a car to run it over, popping it. Bobbing and weaving it crossed all rows of rush hour traffic, finally making to the yellow grass of the median. The light turned green and I sighed a sigh of relief. Is it wrong that I wanted so badly to jump out of my car, stop traffic, and safely escort the balloon across the street?