On occaision, the illusion of progress in skating can make up for the very real lack of progress in the rest of life. It was hot and sunny, and I knocked off around noon in order to visit the bridge. A couple of hours of excersize break from work turned into five hours of skating. I got my first ****** ********** ** *****, which was easy to make after the first one, I just never thought of it before. More importantly, I got ***** **********, which is my first legitimately new flatground trick in a long time.
Most importantly, a homie from years ago cruised up as I was about to leave. We caught up inbwetween runs but I wasn't much for conversation, because seeing him put me into an extended flashback of skating at the bridge in the mornings before work, in my first few months of skating, and also of the first few months of being in Taipei. So that's why the paper hasn't been written yet. I couldn't go home until he had to.
By the time we left, an assortment of skateboarding enthusiasts had gathered to celebrate the perfect weather. The sun hasn't even set yet. Yall need to get out there.
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