2025 will mark a significant milestone in my life.
40 years of skateboarding.
At this stage, I’m not getting any better, but I’m still getting stoked (maybe more so than ever, actually).
I plan to celebrate all year long with, well, a lot of skateboarding. I also imagine this year to be full of much reflection about, well, all of it.
Last night as I was laying awake in bed (insomnia), I was think a bit about this very blog--how I want to use it, do I have even anything left that's worth saying any more, etc.? I used to write much more frequently about various aspects of life and skateboarding, but that practice has waned in more recent times. I'm not totally sure why. I guess I just haven't felt...moved...or compelled to peck-out something on my keyboard.
It did occur to me, in the wee hours of the morning, as I lay in my bed feeling some what like Gregor Samsa, that good use of this blog would be to just chronicle or journal about the various experiences [thoughts, feelings, perceptions, reflections (ah, we come full circle) etc.] I have from any given session. Sort of like a long-form Haiku or something. To that end, I've always posited that any meaningful sense of Truth, salvation, emancipation, etc. that can not be found in daily life, can not be found anywhere. It's always at your finger tips, under your feet, etc. Which of course, is just another way of saying that if I make an effort to write about the daily experiences of skateboarding, all that other meta stuff will find its way in, too. I find the two inseparable--daily life and the untouchable worlds. Rod Serling said it best...a world between shadow and substance.
Look at me here...it's funny...I am reflection on the act of reflecting.
Anyway, 2025, and 40 years on the skateboard, here we come...
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| Me, standing on a ramp in late December 2024...reflecting on/about something... |
