Oh, the sun, the warmth, the gentle breeze with the slight smell of spring blowing across my face. I feel the gentle impulse to get out my longboard and carve down the road again. Turn around and pump all the way back up until my quads feel like they are going to explode….then carve my way back down again. On top of that my kids are whispering about the skate park again…. Lets pad up kiddies and head out…Time to roll again.
Oh, the sun, the warmth, the gentle breeze with the slight smell of spring blowing across my face.
William
