i-jus-had-to-do-it. i-jus-had-to-do-it. i-jus-had-to-do-it. i-jus-had-to-do-it. i-jus-had-to-do-it. i-jus-had-to-do-it. ok i didnt NEED to do it, but i jus had to. and i did - succumb to the temptations of skating again! thus effectively spoiling wadeva plans of a rest-and-relax afternoon today.. hahahas...but no regrets. my time is my own. simply love skating by the beach, makes u feel free. especially when the sun is setting and the whole place looks golden. with the wind in the face, and the miles rolling under ur 8 tireless wheels... u do feel like u're actually flying. your body slightly bent forward to maintain balance, but your mind, your heart, more so forward as they crave for more. more. more! every upslope seen as a challenge to not lose speed and momentum, every downslope testing the limits of courage and mechanics. and finally, when u're all drained and dry and wet u take refuge in the joy of rest. a hiatus in ambition and pride. then u could take no longer and force urself up and up the force being used to propel ur mass. but make no mistake, skating is by no means a barbaric sprint on wheels. if one is to look up and appreciate the view while skating, he would be rewarded with a view that changes. a moving painting of a picturesque dusk. an occasional lovely face, some family reunion going on, friends throwing water bombs... and he smiles.
oh well...and for all the above i wrote like half a x'mas card today. need to find another better spot, no more East Coast Park for me next week.
"he felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began"
-Leo Tolstoy
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