What happens every day when my espresso machine spits out my 2 double shots to start the day.
Feels good to be able to move freely again.
Remember being in bed at 4:30 am reading about the incident 2 weeks ago thinking, fuck that’s bad.
With the fire all put out, the death toll is looking shockingly menacing.
My thoughts are with the people who lost their family and friends in such a tragic accident.
# 4 : Feetwork, feetwork, feetwork.
Totally makes me want to get back into the sneaker game now that I’ve got my knees back to rock the kicks while playing.
My elusive search for a pair of XX8′s in a decent colourway & price that won’t break the bank (Thanks heaps Nike for limiting production & not selling ‘em in Australia) is still proving to be unsuccessful.