That and Tupac

It was a summer afternoon in the heart of the city, the heat was almost unbearable.


Most were taking shelter in the shade of there persianas, finishing a long lunch or already enjoying a little siesta.
My head pounded, sweat poured down my forehead and cheeks as I squinted my eyes, but I was there, alone and making the most of it. A light breeze made skating just about bearable to get through my flat land repertoire before feeling completely subdued and having to retreat back to the comfort of the shade. It was a challenging time of the day to skate but the peace and stillness I got from it were motivation enough for me to preserve. That and Tupac.