“So pimp. Just so fucking pimp. Soaring like a majestic eagle or something. Like, it’s like, “That’s it, right up in the air. That’s my kite.” I’m not even explaining it right ‘cause I’m so amped still. Like, your adrenaline is pumping, it’s just in the sky and you just don’t let go. You can’t let go of the kite. It’s just… it’s the best feeling when you just see it in the wind, blowing and shit, unraveling the spool. So phat, you don’t even know. The phattest fucking thing in the world. Flying that kite, I owned it. I was, like, owning all day long. All morning. Started in the morning and then into the afternoon. Owning the kite, owning the sky. It was so fucking sick. Sprinting across the grass. Picturing it now, it almost brings a fucking tear to my eye. It wasn’t happening but it felt like people were cheering, just like (making crowd noise into closed hand).”
Jake Hurwitz
[I hope to someday have this much passion for something, even if it is a kite.]
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