… but I’m fucking worried. Dad is still sick & I’m off for vacation. It just doesn’t have a good taste on my tongue. Terrorized the skatepark 4 hours non-stop yesterday, but the worry is still there. Injured my shins, new scabs, blood – still, the worry is there. Fuck.
Fuck this shit. It’s vacation time.
I’m gonna skate the Kuta skatepark. That’s fo sho. See you guys next week. Till then, I’m off the grid.