Wheels are Better
I still remember the feeling in my gut when I wore skates...it was a freedom like no other...there was a time in my childhood when I skated circles in my parents basement... round and round, over and over...pretending I was in a championship race, or a graceful performer...sometimes it was on an iced pond, or at an indoor rink with friends with blaring rock and roll in the background...or just quality time with my thoughts outside...I loved my skates over any other childhood item. I'm quite certain I'd break a hip if I got on them now. If I had health insurance, I may be more willing to take that risk just to get back that wonderful feeling for a fleeting moment.
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