Could It Be True???

I feel as though I have begun to tack an R at the beginning of my evolution in skateboarding. Revolution? As the days creep by and I find myself a tidbit older, and I suppose most days a sliver on the wiser side, I also find myself enjoying skateboarding more and more. Now that totally mind altering, distracting thought of an all out assault on an innocent set of parking blocks, or a shoddy quarter pipe at the end of someones driveway begins to occupy my brain even more. It's as though I have been able to fully realize that no matter where I am with my skateboard, we are together in a universe rich with possibilities and opportunities to, if only temporarily, splash that raging inferno of desire with a cool trickle of ultimate satisfaction. So let's go out together, find a pleasantly trashy nook of the world with a plank of wood and a wall, and shitbeat the titties out of it.