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Part Of Me
Do you ever feel like your skateboard is a part of you? Yesterday, I left the house without my skateboard to go to college. I thought it might give me an incentive to finally get around to doing some work at the art gallery I was supposed to visit. Even as I ran out of the house to go and catch my train I felt odd. Why wasnt I riding down the hill? Walking or running felt weird, it took too much effort. I should be gliding.
Walking through town was weird. Everything was. I saw endless opportunities to skate as I walked. Even things I wouldnt even consider when I was riding. In some desperate bid to control my mind I had to fill it with imagining skating. Whilst I sat down I would look over expecting to see my board. I would almost be able to feel it beneath my feet, I would go to pick it up at the end of lessons or panic that I had left it somewhere because I didnt have it.
My skateboard has become a part of me. I dont feel whole without it. I can feel something missing under my feet or in my hand. Ive been taken over. Theres no way out now, I have become skateboarding, it runs in my body like blood. Im addicted to it, I get jumpy and irritable without my daily fix.
Oh, the art gallery was closed so I sat on the station for three quarters of an hour .