its strange. everytime i have to go back north,im left feeling weird. what was my routine like before? my interactions? what was i like?

i guess everybody is like this,but that doesnt make it any easier.

i think i found someone. im happy im allowed to be greedy for their love. its a new and incredible feeling

Skating at night is far from calm for me. Valencia is quite a hectic city by day,and even worse at night. Runners everywhere. My visibility is worsened by the darkness and my nerves,always present. My endurance is pretty small,and my left foot aches constantly. Mornings are the worst,I can hardly walk. But still,skating feels pretty damn good. It can be reckless,dramatic,energetic,nerve-wrecking. It’s one of the few hobbies I regularly come back to.