Thursday, January 15, 2009

There is good pain...

I played a lot this weekend and I realize that I am addicted to embarrassing myself among other things. I hurt my wrist, I bled all over myself, and I ripped my pants in front of a bunch of people and for what...? To find that one moment where momentum, friction, balance and breath come together to make a sick dance of ability. If you have never experienced something that makes you feel like your going to orgasm then you either don't play hard enough or you have never been fishing. Charlie knew

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